I spent the morning washing, hanging out and drying clothes. Also pulling weeds in my blackberry patch…with aid from 2 grandsons. The elderberries are also clear of pig weed. Weed mats are now down, preceeded by a good sprinkling of pre-emergent. I am determined to win the weed battle. Not to mention the war. Ahhh…I almost forgot…I got the pesky goatheads sprayed too! Yay me!
I moved from there to the garden, picked what was ready and headed in to mop off the sweat and eat lunch around 1:30.
Now I hate to brag and I don’t want to make anybody mad BUT I just had the two most delicious cucmbers, a huge plate full of squash and onions…oh, and 2 slices of leftover pizza.
Big Boss just breezed through (they’re cutting wheat this afternoon hoping to beat the night’s storms) and grabbed a helping of squash. I am sorry to say…well, maybe not really sorry…but by the time he came in, the cukes were gone. Problem is, I had some explaining to do as the peelings were still on the counter. Ooops.
Guess who gets the next picking?
Yeah. It won’t be me this time. I owe him one. After all, he DID help me put up the new flag poles. Or maybe I helped him. But hey! They are UP!!! After being flagless for 2 years, we now can fly them proudly, straightly and at the twilights’ last gleaming!!!!! Yay!!
Now where was I? Oh yeah…drill holes for cleat screws, tie on the snaphooks and get those flags up!! Off to hunt up drill….