I really don't seem to be doing a very good job at keeping up over here lately...I guess I can just give the old excuse of "same ol', same ol'". It would be fairly true too, I suppose.
I mowed grass Tuesday morning...then I sat and played my guitar for most of the afternoon. I went out late afternoon and put the remaining tomato cages out. We still have a fairly significant number of plants that need cages. After that, I hoed between two rows of beans. The one row is mostly up, the other (the Romas) has maybe half-a-dozen plants up. I think we need to re-seed that row.
I tilled yesterday morning, until I ran out of gas. While doing that, I sang a hunk of my repertoire at the top of my lungs. One wouldn't think that singing over the top of a roaring motor and with earplugs in would be conducive to singing nicely, but I actually think (could anyone had heard me) that I sounded pretty decent. I played my guitar for a good piece after lunch. Then, later, I help Mama a little bit to start cleaning out the basement. It rained late yesterday afternoon, so that was making me sleepy and kind of non-intelligent.
I'm not sure what the plan is for today, but there is bound to be some little job for me to do.
My aunt arrived last night after I had gone to bed. She is here to rather help out with Granddaddy some.
Well, anyway, I think I shall go hunt up a job. If none are ready for me, I'll either play my guitar some more (I'm working on a new piece that I've had marked for several years, but finally decided to sink my teeth into it--it's six pages long and takes me all the way down to 14th position--which can be complicated when one's guitar lacks a cutout) or read some more out of Shelby Foote's The Civil War. I am trying to use my spare moments elsewhere than on the computer (though I'm still wasting far too much time here)...
Until later than,
I mowed grass Tuesday morning...then I sat and played my guitar for most of the afternoon. I went out late afternoon and put the remaining tomato cages out. We still have a fairly significant number of plants that need cages. After that, I hoed between two rows of beans. The one row is mostly up, the other (the Romas) has maybe half-a-dozen plants up. I think we need to re-seed that row.
I tilled yesterday morning, until I ran out of gas. While doing that, I sang a hunk of my repertoire at the top of my lungs. One wouldn't think that singing over the top of a roaring motor and with earplugs in would be conducive to singing nicely, but I actually think (could anyone had heard me) that I sounded pretty decent. I played my guitar for a good piece after lunch. Then, later, I help Mama a little bit to start cleaning out the basement. It rained late yesterday afternoon, so that was making me sleepy and kind of non-intelligent.
I'm not sure what the plan is for today, but there is bound to be some little job for me to do.
My aunt arrived last night after I had gone to bed. She is here to rather help out with Granddaddy some.
Well, anyway, I think I shall go hunt up a job. If none are ready for me, I'll either play my guitar some more (I'm working on a new piece that I've had marked for several years, but finally decided to sink my teeth into it--it's six pages long and takes me all the way down to 14th position--which can be complicated when one's guitar lacks a cutout) or read some more out of Shelby Foote's The Civil War. I am trying to use my spare moments elsewhere than on the computer (though I'm still wasting far too much time here)...
Until later than,
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