Wet and cold !!

At 3:37, back in my trailer home after several hours in the yard. I “hosed” several dozen planters and miscellaneous items. Moved my planter from “the shade garden”  to the driveway where it will be on display “for sale.” ~~ I almost titled this message “Blood, sweat & tears.”  This “display” has a history and it breaks my heart to sell another piece of my artistry. It was created on March 26, 2012, and details are in Building the Masterpiece.” There have been a few modifications through the years; different hanging baskets, different bird house. From (1) Waxhaw, North Carolina, to (2) the CARE Center, to (3) current location. Likewise, the Bluebird house (mentioned yesterday) dates back to North Carolina. Read Oh happy day  and “Heart-stopping incident.”  I had a camera in the Bluebird house; I watched as Mama Blue laid eggs, Mama and Papa Blue fed the babies, and started the process all over again after the babies fledged. Conservatively, dozens of blog messages about my love of Bluebirds. (Search Bluebirds for more details.)

Inching toward the “yard sale”

So many memories; so many happy hours. Having Bluebirds in my yard is delightful; “raising” babies is magic. Heartbreaking to part with this but I’m forced to downsize. Can’t move my garden.

A number of accomplishments this afternoon; no pictures of mundane projects.

Wednesday night

This Thursday morning (7:45), as far as my eyes can see: Ground and roofs are white with frost. Likewise, on the top of my KIA, in carport. Originally, I believed moving planters into carport would provide beneficial protection. Surprisingly, the carport is colder than open space yard.

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Potpourri & yo-yo weather

(1) Ingrown toe nail demanding time and attention. (2) Preparation of delicious cabbage soup. (3) Two hours working in the yard with specific attention towards yard sale garden items for sale and give away. (4) Unbelievable change in temperature in twelve hours (32 degrees at three AM, 70 degrees at three PM).

Inopportune ?!

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Maybe, it only makes sense to me? I did not want to call the RV repairman out in this near-freezing weather. I “played”  with the thermostat: “Off”  for a couple of minutes, then cycle to “furnace.”  Seventy degrees and no response. “Off”  for a couple of minutes. Seventy-two degrees and no response. Slowly, with increments, the temperature was raised to eighty-four and furnace clicked “on.” 

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Reasonable conclusion? The thermostat has ceased to function accurately?

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Braved the raw weather…

…to cover (re-cover) planters (6:25-6:30 PM). Twenty-eight degrees predicted for early tomorrow morning. Grabbed the rain gauge that displays the rain we experienced last night. Second time outdoors today; first time (9:55 AM), first picture of “Everywhere, sea of mud.”

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