Well, technically, it was two fall jobs. One was mine and the other Mama or Savannah take care of. Today, I did them both.
Yes, jobs that should have been done in the fall finally got done here in the middle of winter. (Yay for 40+ degree weather!)
I got the wisteria cut back...and was singing "The Southern Soldier" when one of the older men who walks on our road walked by. I was rather glad I wasn't singing too loud and that I wasn't on the first verse! ("I'll march away to the firing line and kill that Yankee soldier...") I may belt these songs out up here, but not when folks can hear me! :D
I stopped in to see Grandma and Grandpa (who had just gotten home from a doctor's appointment) for a few minutes. Grandpa was a hair grouchy...I think he was hungry. I know how that goes!
I was on my way in when I heard Savannah call, "Racheal!" I responded, "Yes?" before I realized that she was behind me, not in front of me. So I stood there until she caught up with me and she asked me if I would trim the grapevines too...only I had never done it before so she had to show me how.
We went in for a few minutes before that though so I could get going on my next batch of Lyme-killer doses. And...I was going to say something else here, but I completely lost it. :P
By the time we got back out, the temperature had dropped noticeably. So much so that I had to come back and get my heavier denim coat and a scarf to tie over my ears. I rather wished that I had gotten my gloves too, but I hadn't, so I just ignored the fact that my fingers were getting numb. I did manage to get mud on me at this juncture, but what's new? I seldom manage to do outside work without getting dirty anyway... ;)
Now...I'm hungry and I think it's been long enough since my final dose that I can go eat! Bye for now!
Yes, jobs that should have been done in the fall finally got done here in the middle of winter. (Yay for 40+ degree weather!)
I got the wisteria cut back...and was singing "The Southern Soldier" when one of the older men who walks on our road walked by. I was rather glad I wasn't singing too loud and that I wasn't on the first verse! ("I'll march away to the firing line and kill that Yankee soldier...") I may belt these songs out up here, but not when folks can hear me! :D
I stopped in to see Grandma and Grandpa (who had just gotten home from a doctor's appointment) for a few minutes. Grandpa was a hair grouchy...I think he was hungry. I know how that goes!
I was on my way in when I heard Savannah call, "Racheal!" I responded, "Yes?" before I realized that she was behind me, not in front of me. So I stood there until she caught up with me and she asked me if I would trim the grapevines too...only I had never done it before so she had to show me how.
We went in for a few minutes before that though so I could get going on my next batch of Lyme-killer doses. And...I was going to say something else here, but I completely lost it. :P
By the time we got back out, the temperature had dropped noticeably. So much so that I had to come back and get my heavier denim coat and a scarf to tie over my ears. I rather wished that I had gotten my gloves too, but I hadn't, so I just ignored the fact that my fingers were getting numb. I did manage to get mud on me at this juncture, but what's new? I seldom manage to do outside work without getting dirty anyway... ;)
Now...I'm hungry and I think it's been long enough since my final dose that I can go eat! Bye for now!
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