“I’m proud to be an American…“

Did you see the National Memorial Day Concert in Washington D.C.?? Awesome program!! Available here?

Feng Shui explained.

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Fighting depression! Working in the yard lifts my spirits!! I tried to ignore the heat and humidity but was finally forced indoors.

Maybe “Feng Shui”  isn’t achievable for a garden but this old lady has fun arranging and rearranging!

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Houston TV meteorologist just said “feels like one-hundred degrees.” ~~ Livingston resident says “always watching for a good picture.”

I could get a solid night’s sleep, I might be less depressed?! I’ve tried several brands of Melatonin and they don’t work.

This is a happy day!! “The old lady”  is delighted to show off the planters–and fountain/bird bath–in their new locations. A friend stopped by and helped me move those last few planters–and fountain/bird bath.

This beautiful message is recommended viewing.

Your often “wordy” blogger/friend is humbled by the eloquent message.

National Red Nose Day. I would if I could. No Walgreens in my community.

“The yard”  is high on my priority list. I’m obsessive-compulsive and want satisfaction “yesterday.” This morning, I pushed myself to get planters moved and soil transferred from one planter to another. “Shoulda” waited for a strong healthy young man but helpers are scarce.

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Below: Compare the scene over the past several months.

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Gratefully, a friend stopped by and we sat in the comfort of the patio for TWO HOURS. I thought he would never leave!! I say “gratefully”  because I would have continued to work in the heat. Now (3:30 PM) it is seriously too hot to be outdoors (92 degrees in the shade).

I don’t have a “lucky penny”  but thought it a cute subject title for a blog message.

No pictures; forgot the camera. I drove into Livingston to specifically unload a lot of donations for the Habitat for Humanity Resale store. I need space in the KIA to move a bottle tree from a CARE resident site. I set up the display more than a year ago. The resident is moving… so bottle tree is, likewise, moving (her place to my place).

Not a single penny spent on projects this morning. From my personal “hardware store,” the hooks I needed. Furthermore, I already possessed the proper length electric extension cord for (eventually relocated)) fountain-bird bath.

Recently, many bird feeders were removed, emptied and stored because I suspect the birds have flown further North. The only action on the feeders: SQUIRRELS. So the packed-away-out-of-sight wind chimes were introduced to my patio.

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The TV meteorologist did not predict rain in our area but I covered boxes “in case”…. Gratefully, just the “hint”  of rain has cooled the air.

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Change of plans. I wrote this blog message much earlier in the day. I fully expected to get the bottle tree this evening. Good news, (lucky penny?):  My CARE resident/friend has decided not to move. We had a delightful visit!! ~~ Folks driving past her home will still see the patriotic bottle display.

The pictures, and narrative, are not in chronological order. First, I confess to “helping myself” to the heavy-duty hand truck when I saw the neighbor leaving. Then I rushed to the area where I’ve been nursing plants damaged in January hard freeze. Miraculously  I was able to tilt the hand truck and get three plants moved to their new location. It was more than ninety-two degrees in the hot humid sunshine but I persevered. It’s difficult to tilt a planter on to the hand truck. I needed another pair of hands; two planters did not get moved.

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I started my morning washing grime off the front of the trailer, and off the hood of my KIA. Then I trimmed tree limbs.

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I was “downsizing”  (lol) by using old bags of fertilizer on plants and lawn. (Not my purchase; part of the clutter I inherited when I moved here.)

My friend, Jim, arrived and installed the cover over the vent on the cargo trailer.

Jim vetoed participating in shuffle of planters.  I’m tired of waiting for a hired helper (and no volunteers).

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I’m exhausted!! Perhaps all the strenuous exercise will help me sleep tonight?

Too bad the pictures don’t depict the sparkle of sunshine on the bottle trees.

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A television advertisement for Klondike ice cream bars has me salivating!! It’s time for breakfast–and ice cream is strictly an occasional treat. But image me starting my day, starting my week, with a laugh and big smile.