We spent most of the day working outside, with a few breaks sitting under the pine, letting the Oklahoma breeze do its thing. The sun and warmth were glorious today.
I was itching to prep my gardens, so I drug out my tools and started the therapeutic chore of overturning the soil. A little at a time, all my strength would allow, each shovelful releasing an earthy perfume. I inhaled deeply.
Rather than the normal veggies, I will fill these beds with flowers this year, canna bulbs, ornamental grasses, hostas and some color. Feeling the need for something lush. And of course, there will be sunflowers. My garden is not complete without them.
The veggies will be planted in waist-high beds. Today we stacked old metal horse watering troughs onto cinder blocks. They most certainly expose my redneck roots, but hopefully this will make it easier for me to tend to my salsa veggies. I think I will paint the cinder blocks a cream color.
We also started placing my garden art back into the garden beds. I was tempted to put everything back into the same spots, but decided to shake things up a bit. I am having fun, but most of my pieces are heavy, so I doubt MM is having as much fun as I am.
Still, he smiled.
And even drove us down the highway to the Dairy Queen for a little ice cream.
The canine are all happily tucked into their beds. They wear themselves out on days like this, chasing butterflies, harassing the trucks on the road and taking dips in the galvanized water trough. Actually, Yosemite Sami is the one who likes to swim. I tell her I really don’t think the other dogs want to drink her butt water. She wiggles at me, then continues to cool herself in what she has claimed to be her personal pool.
Annie Oakley is snoring.
My own eyes are getting heavy. I doubt I will be able to get through the Big Valley episode I have playing before drifting off myself. I like watching the same shows over and over. I don’t know why.
MM is probably watching something creepy on Netflix. He just signed up last night for the free thirty days offer. I pretty much only watch vintage movies and westerns. Would Netflix work for me? Tell me what you like/dislike about it.
And now, I have a date with my pillow.
Good night, my lovies.
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