As previously stated…

…pollen count is extremely high. Look at my car.

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Pollen isn’t a problem with the bird bath/fountain. I am bleaching and washing away green and black algae stains. ~~ I love that fountain!! Furthermore, the squirrels and birds love it, too. But it is solid cement, in five sections, and bottom three sections are too heavy for me to handle. “Bye bye Birdie”  bath.

Hours in the yard

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If I weren’t so tired, I’d drive into Livingston for some “comfort food.” You’ve heard that lament before!! I’m heating some previously prepared, frozen, “good stuff.”

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Yes, I have two “Tower Gardens.” Both are on caster dollies. I’m unable to display them side-by-side because impossible for one person (me) to navigate over those cement stepping-stones. There is a six-inch drop from patio level to carport level and one person can’t “drop it down” all-by-themself. I’ll gladly pay (handsomely) for a handyman but they are scarce.  ~~ I believe I can repair the greenhouse but unable to remove the cover all-by-myself.

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Outdoor activities

With pleasant weather, I’m inching closer to the proposed yard sale. At this time, we are dealing with thick tree pollen on everything. “Everything” will need a bath before the sale!! ~~ Hopefully the pleasant weather will promote lush growth on all those plants intended for new homes. ~~ This is destined to be an authentic “yard sale” (displays in the yard and on the driveway) because I’m unable to set up in the carport (for reasons out of my control and [likely] of no interest to the reader). ~~ It’s “only” 7:20 PM but I’m eager to head to bed; fresh air and exercise wore me out.

Hoppin’ mad !!!

Even my relatives can’t accurately document the family!! I arrived at Benjamin Franklin Traxler via a circuitous route. I was climbing a different branch of the tree and found an individual who was buried in the LaVerne Evergreen Cemetery in LaVerne, Los Angeles County, California. So I did a detour to add details about the book I published (1989) with the title LaVerne Evergreen Cemetery Tombstone Inscriptions. That prompted me to add the information to my grandparents (who [indirectly] prompted me to prepare the publication). While working with Grandma (Traxler) Frantz, my eye caught “Benjamin Franklin Traxler.” I thought: “Hum, that’s not right.”  Her brother was Benjamin Harrison Traxler. I rushed head-long into accurate descriptions. “Descriptions” meant pictures. The sad truth: There were a dozen Ancestry Member Family Trees with the wrong information. “They” copied… and I suspect “they” didn’t even read the details about the individuals. If I had a dollar for every mistake I’ve corrected, I’d be rich!! (LOL)  🙂 

 

Flowers brighten my day !!

Anxiety was my companion most of the day. I knew I would go to the CARE Center for a Memorial Service but dreaded the experience. Fourteen-&-one-half months since I was evicted.  My “dread” was less than my willingness to be “there” for a lady-friend, the widow. ~~~ I immersed myself in Ancestry all day, trying to blot out the intended appointment. Gratefully, kind thoughtful friends greeted me; antagonist’ avoided me. A beautiful service for a friendly, generous old gentleman.

More cold weather !!

Beautiful sunshine but very cold wind. I planned to work in the yard, or on the patio, but did an “about-face”  seconds after walking outdoors. But I’m working “indirectly” because I’m preparing the signs for the yard sale items.

Multi-tasking: I need a “weighted base” for sign so emptied almost empty soap container. Another load of laundry, and washed a lot more dirty bottles and vases. (Think smart?!)

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