Wouldn't it be great if all our winters here in the Midwest were like this? Typing this out right now as the temp hovers in the low 70s and full sun.
This morning, while carrying the garbage out for pickup, I noticed the front of the house had a lot of color with the golden barberries (hate those thorns) a golden orange, the sedum in colors and the five burning bushes putting on quite the display, Also, the yellow, purple, orange, and red mums.
Going for hopefully the last appointment with the doctor who operated on my thumb, and, of course, have to vote today. I also need to pick up the boat from the marina where it was winterized.
Yesterday, we washed most of the windows and found that several screens need replacing. I guess that is to be expected after being in the house for just shy of 16 years now. We moved in over Thanksgiving weekend 1992.
Tomorrow looks like another great day.
Sittin' and Lovin' It. --RoadDog
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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