WHAT?!?!?!?
That NEVER happens.
I was out in the yard, weeding the driveway close to the street, and the mail carrier walked by me. So I said, --You don't have to walk up to the mailbox, I'll take it.--
And she gave me a big sweet grin and said, --Got nothing FOR you today, sugar.
The way my jaw dropped must have tickled her funny bone, because she saw my face and burst out in giggles.
It was true.
You know you're getting your stuff straightened out when the volume of mail actually hits zero.
Well!
More yard work now. I just got up an hour ago at 1 pm, so I'm off to only half a day of sunlight. Time to go grab it while I can.
The agenda? I'm almost done pruning the orchid tree. Yes, I've hacked it within an inch of its life. I do it every year around this time.
Don't cry! It's good for it. It'll look all naked in the next pix I post. But as you saw from the big orchid tree post, it comes back with new growth so fast it'll make your head spin.
And I'm doing all the general cleanup the yard's been asking me for, too. One of the front planting areas will get a revision. I think - I do believe - Walter loves the idea - I've decided to move the lignum vitae tree from the side yard to the front.
I'm so excited I can't stand it!
hee hee! Yeah. I know.
I'm easily amused.
Pix to follow! Tune in tonight!
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Gracious! k does the Work of Ten, from a scooter no less! No wonder you sleep so much...
I hope yers wearin' yer gloves this time.
Hey there, k -- I put up some rocks for just for you, so the next time you set forth reading, stop by here
HA! Actually, when I do yardwork I sleep much less. If I'm healthy enough to leave the filtered air and work outside, I'm not breathing Chloroform Pollen, right?
The scooter is such a help. I whiz around, back and forth, front yard to back. It hauls stuff for me. Palm fronds, 5-gallon buckes of Stuff. Trays of plants. Oh, it's just great!
eh...heh...well, actually, I always do wear gloves.
It's just that they're latex gloves, see. Which many of my docs seem to think are not Real Gloves.
Like my ID doc, who always says I'm in bare feet when I'm wearing flipflops! silly lady!
miss assassin, it's good to see you back.
Rocks! Rocks! brb
speaking of rocks, what did you do with all those rocks from up here?
Wish I could get no mail for a few days...
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