drowning at 7 feet sea level
Our A/C went out yesterday but since the weather is SO bad, our guy can’t replace the appropriate part. I’m drugging myself tonight; last night was bad enough.
The good news? The rain is keeping the temperature down. It’s 82 in the house right now and I want to scream. But… at least it’s not 98 in the shade.
I was absolutely beat last evening so decided to stretch out on the sofa… but the view was energizing.
Don’t know why I’d pulled the blinds and drapes both back, but it made for a nice reflection…
Has anyone seen our yard guy?
…my kitchen window this morning… wondering what this day will bring.
I’m very much at loose ends this weekend. Our oldest was supposed to visit but her flight was cancelled along with thousands of others… so yesterday was spent lounging on the sofa (mostly), giving my bent and broken body a bit of ease. It’s not used to deep cleaning the entire house in one week. And before you chuckle: old(er) age is not kind, not to body or mind.
Oh, good grief. Just remembered I have a birthday next month.
That said, today’s concern is the bamboo we have in the back. It’s Seabreeze, a clumping bamboo, so it won’t run away into the neighbor’s yard. You know, the guy who cut down the amazingly beautiful, thick as pudding Star Jasmine hedge growing on the fence. TWICE. (Will I ever get over the loss?) Also, I shouldn’t mention this… but he bent our fence. Feels mean to mention it… oh, well.
The back is a muddle of things growing out of control because it’s been a very hot, wet summer. Seriously!! Every day was dark and stormy. It was like an old radio mystery… for weeks on end. I kept waiting for a grim voice to reveal whodunnit!
Fortunately the last three days has afforded at least some sun, so I took time out to look at things.
This was taken an hour ago. The clear sky won’t last long.
Well, the stuff may be ‘clumping’, but the top is going to reach for bloody Mars. Should I trim it or wait six months to see what happens? Should I train it to reach for the neighbor’s house? Should I dig it up, considering I never know what I’m doing when planting crap and always get it wrong?!
Leisure being highly under-rated, I may just go back to the sofa…
My husband found this transformative picnic table/bench on *Amazon and had to have it.
It feels more like a children’s picnic table to me, but he was so in love with it… here it is.
The thing is cute but I was hoping for something more… comfortable. 😉
*Don’t worry, no affiliate links.
If not ill or depressed I laugh… a lot. It’s my nature. But my sister in law, who is also the BFF, does not. Hardly ever, in fact. Well, unless she sees a video of someone falling. The sort of stuff that makes me cringe. Natural gigglers like myself can have a hard time with non-gigglers.
So I set out to make her laugh.
First, I sent this picture and wrote “I picked this flower for you”.
She replied: “NICE WEED”.
Not put off at all, the next day “Badger helping me clean up the patio” (it’s horrid, no? lots of work left to do if anyone wants to raise their hand?):
No reply at all. Now that’s just rude. At least say something about the dog’s overly long nails. (A personal peeve of hers)
She must be off her meds, so I ramp things up.
“I’m now farming hydroponically”
“YOU CRACK ME UP” says she.
Mission accomplished!
Romantic. Much more so than I.
He replaced the carb in the big pressure cleaner and apparently decided a love note was in order.
I love that man.
We’re smack dab in the middle of the Atlantic season, between June 1 and November 30. It’s a magical time when people up and down our nation’s coasts clear out market shelves every time the wind blows hard.
Fred is out there. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a storm. He’s just not a hurricane type storm. Winds are projected to remain low and all he’ll really accomplish is dumping tons of liquid on an already saturated state.
Earlier in the summer we experienced massive amounts of rain and for the first time in 20 years I was worried about flooding. I told my Dad at the time that I needed to dig a trench in the front, since encroaching foliage had made the area more of a bog than what it was designed to be: a runoff.
Of course I procrastinated on the trench until this morning.
…and now I’m sitting. 😉
It’s time to paint again, this time the living room, kitchen and dining area. Might take me awhile, but if I never start I’ll never finish.
The samples I’ll try: Park Avenue, Burnished Clay & Doeskin Gray. These are browns, by the way.
Have I told you how much I love little Behr sample pots? Yeah, well. We all gotta be somewhere. 😉
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