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I’m inclined to believe I can have a garden at my new location. Therefore, I can use my two Garden Towers–and some decorations. I’m rushing to have everything sparkling clean and freshly painted. Some will go, but not all.

Even at mark-down prices, people are not interested in buying the Garden Towers. They cost me approximately $500.00 each. Hopefully, next Spring, I’ll be growing a variety of organic lettuce, green onions, and radishes. See my blog messages regarding my earlier experience with Garden Towers.

~ ~ ~ ~ Yesterday afternoon ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Today afternoon ~ ~ ~ ~

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The TV news is full of details about the wildfires in California. One fire is a few miles from my former home. Santa Clarita is in the headlines and I lived about fifty miles north, in Lancaster. Fire on both sides of Highway 14 and that is the major route between Los Angeles and towns of Palmdale, Lancaster, Littlerock, Pearblossom, etc., in the “high desert.” (Click the image to enlarge for better viewing.)

Gratefully, the propane furnace warms my trailer home quickly. TV meteorologist indicates cooler temperature and rain tomorrow. Fewer outdoor projects?

“Yes” and “no.” Yes, it would have been more comfortable with A/C but I stubbornly refused to turn on (end of October).

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The buyer loves the plant stand. The seller loves the plant!

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Removing planter soil and rocks lightens the load. From my rather large personal “hardware store” –because I have the spray paint–I want to “spruce up” the appearance of the wrought iron shepherd hook, and planter display.

…”treasures” are going to a new home.

I’m “on a roll”; I’m using the paint I have on hand. (And, coincidently, I have “on hand[s].”) Spray painting Shepherd’s hooks expanded from one… to another… and then a third. They won’t sell and I’ve decided to keep them and move them to my next address. Neighbors may think they are brand new?!

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On a beautiful afternoon–weatherwise–I passionately adore working on projects in the yard!!

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Visitors, today, were very generous!! I would say “free” and they insisted they pay. Several twenty-dollar bills were tucked into my pocket. Believe me: “Free”  is OK with me.