June 25th, 2016
It had a Friday feel to it and in fact, was. How amazing is that. I was in the right place or date. ! Lucy the golden of some standing, supervised from the comfort of a cool stone house, that would be the bed and breakfast. She was walked, albeit briefly about the block, as the temperatures’ climbed, the sun shone and the wind was gentle. She, the dog, ate pasta for lunch. She will only consume it if it is heated. Egg salad is ok cold. (clearing out the fridge of bits thinking I would clean it too, HA!) My aim? To get me strength up. (considering all that boot camp.) What happened!! shouted my dear and gentle readers at this bit of foreshadowing.
The only bigger melt down at the moment is Britain. Yep, I am sure the sun will come up. Just going to be rough hysterical week there, as here. Back home, that would be here, had difficulty, typing. Finding the energy to capitalize the words in the sentence, was easier said than done, I was so bushed. P.S. Love you all just incase, the world is ending, the sun is not going to come up, and we are on deathly demise.
Why ! all this my dear and gentle readers inquire. What brings on this frenzied, obsession? My annual reducing of the orna-mental (The emphasis on the latter section of the word.) greenery and adventures in horticulture. Yes indeed, before the guests get here, and they too, get too out of control. Guests and shrubbery. I ought to know better.
I had electric hedge clippers & power cord from my neighbor. Kindly lent them to me for this annual forage. But no matter which outlet I pout the socket in, three in total, the hedge clipper would only work for 30 seconds. Then stop. SO I have had cut four bushes and a lilac tree, by hand. Think of a Japanese gardener or British. One can think a lot while standing and chopping. I had my hands over my head for four hours.
When I was younger, much younger. I really don’t know, how I got to this age, aged, and getting older, I am, truth be told. I believe I am much younger, in what is left of my mind, which was always rocky summit to commence with, nevertheless. Here I am wandering topics again. Back to the point, which is in my youth, I did both bushes in the front and back in a longish morning.
Now, that is half that amount, and I was currently just about fried, stunned AND dismayed. Doing only half of the amount that is needed to get completed…more is on the agenda as it is not done. I find insufferable, gardening. Some one, once pointed out that I am not gardening, but landscaping. I miss their astute direction and observations. If it is not gardening then it is shoveling. Endless this life. “”To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour. William Blake, Lucy & Moi