Remember the old saying (?):
If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride;
If wishes were fishes, we’d have some fried.
I wish I still owned my beloved T@B teardrop trailer; I wish I could travel for months on end (as I did in 2010). But I decided it wouldn’t be practical for this old lady to be on-the-road. I won’t document the negative*. So I spend every possible hour in my “yarden.”
Yes, I was out the door before six o’clock. I gave all the plants a sprinkle of Epsoma Organic Blood Meal (“provides nitrogen for flowers, vegetables, trees and shrubs”). A mark down, half-price, so it obviously found its way into my shopping cart (LOL**). Pulled some weeds, replenished bird feeders, yada, yada. ~~ I photographed the Bottle Tree box but will not set it up until October or November. (I have a Bottle Tree blog message “under construction” documenting the purchase and acquisition of decorative bottles.)
This morning, I was perspiring profusely before eight o’clock. But I persevered!! Forced indoors prior to ten. ~~ Okay, okay, have patience: In my memory, I thought my T@Bs “departure day” was “7/7” but it appears it was 7/8.