The landscaper f-i-n-a-l-l-y came.............

I’ve waited for several weeks.....I was up early each day thinking that they would make an appearance.  Noooot!  We have dealt with Chris in past years and because of  knowing the good job they do I fussed, but not  t-o-o  much, because he is in such demand that the delay was really unavoidable.  He came this week and he was a welcome sight.....I came close to hugging him.   The beds around the house were in bad need of “cleaning up,” edging and fertilizing. Then came the new plants.  His folks worked for almost three days and I couldn’t be happier with the result.  A number of neighbors have said how nice things look and I had to admit that I really can’t take credit for it because I turned Chris loose and he did his thing. He really knows what he’s doing and it was such a load off my mind not to have to go through what Dick and I have always done together in past years.  I was so fortunate that Dick inherited his “green thumb” from his Mama B.  They could grow anything and have helped me to somewhat follow in their footsteps.

I gardened on our porch today in our porch boxes. It seemed, when I was planning what I would do, that it would not take long.  Boy, was I wrong.  Five boxes became a real project.  Honey and I went to Lowe's to get a few more plants. They don’t mind her being there; so I could take her with me.  She loves the ride in the car....... and then she rides in the cart as we do our thing in Lowe’s and makes a hit with the folks we encounter along the way because she is willing to greet, be talked to and be petted by doggy lovers as we go about finding whatever it is we went for.  Also, it’s funny that she always makes for smiles at traffic lights as she sits in her car seat, with her red bows and perky demeanor, taking in all her surroundings.

The day was in the 90’s and to make things worse, it was so humid that you could almost see droplets of water in the air!  This is somewhat of an exaggeration, but not much.  I was dripping wet with persperation, my clothes were soaked and I was thoroughly exhausted by the time I finished.  We keep the house cool and it was such a relief to finally finish and come back in for the night.  An interestng sidelight to my last comment about keeping our house cool..........  it brought back memories of when Dick’s brother T and sister N were teenagers and visited with us in Asheville, NC.  I can remember that they went home and told Dick’s folks that we kept our house cold enough to be a meat locker and they expected to find slabs of meat hanging from the ceiling!!

How neat it is to have a project erased from our “to do” list..............