While searching “clip art” (for blog messages), this one “shouted” at me. I read: “Don’t let the next door neighbor/landlady spoil your day!”

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.

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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“Your’s truly”  just checked A Place for Mom and got the shock of her life!! OMG, the prices are enough to scare me to death!! I’ve been conscientious about health and nutrition for forty years. Now I’ll double (or triple?) my efforts!!

(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).

Rain, and COLD!! An indoor day.

Picture taken through the window. Reprieve from raking and burning.

36 degrees outdoors & 68 degrees indoors–@ 8:25 AM.

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One year ago. Click the link; check it out.

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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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…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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It’s “relaxing”  to focus my attention on the blog. It’s too windy to continue burning. Between raking leaves, I hosed planters, and miscellaneous, and started the “everything’s free”  corner of my yard sale.

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“Still going” because “someone” keeps  piling leaves on the fire.

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