Cool Morning.

 Cool Morning.

 

Got up to find the weather was cool—about 40 degrees. But no wind was blowing—wonder of wonders! Had not heard the little rooster crowing before the old woman got out of bed. Maybe he was a little too cool for crowing. And with the weather cooler than comfortable, the first thing on the agenda is a haircut! Silly thing to do except that the hair in my eyes tends to cause me to constantly brush it away with my hands. Just so you know, a zero turn requires BOTH hands to be controlled and navigated to the area to be mowed.

 

In my estimation, the zero-turn mower has been a wonderful invention. Back before selling the tractor with the finishing mower, each time the clutch had to be pushed in, the old woman’s leg got a pretty good workout. Noticed that the plumber who got the tractor thought he could just sit there and not have that leg ready for a good stretch. Don’t think his legs were as long as Lewis’ were and not as long as mine either. Hope he still enjoys using the little red tractor.

 

Put a striped dog blanket on Thompson a bit ago. He was a wee bit cold. Whatever breeds got mixed up in his genetics did not include lots of fluffy, warming hair in his coat. He has the markings of one of those cow dogs with spots—can’t remember the name of the breed off hand. But he also has Lab and Pit Bull in there. Neither of those breeds has a lot of fur for warmth. At least it is not so hard on him in the summer time—unless someone who lives here has the AC on.

Have to go down to the east lot today to try to remove the stump of the dead apple tree. Accidentally ran into it with the mower yesterday and left it on the ground. Have to be sure the stump won’t be a thing to be hit head on! My driving is bad enough without leaving things like that to cause problems.

 

Noon and the WIND is blowing! Whhooooo! And yes, the bare neck is pretty cool right now. It is only 60 degrees currently, but it may get up to 65 before the day is done. Not much warmer, but it would just be wonderful if the stinking wind would lie down and stop howling.

 

The last time Lance was here, he downloaded Netflix to my tablet where my Kindle is located. Today the old woman watched Lyle, Lyle the Crocodile, some kind of Minion story, and something about cats. Let’s face it, not every day can be used up messing with grass and fighting the wind. But tomorrow is Friday, so the trash is now in the bin and ready for Duane the trash man to pick it up in the morning. Only one sack in there, but by Tuesday there may be limbs from the dead trees packed inside that bin! Need some kind of electric hand saw to cut those limbs up. Have thought about the Skillsaw, but just a wee mite nervous about that. Could just use the saw that took the branches out of the trees in the first place since the old woman needs to work on these sad looking muscles. Not really likely to build any muscles, however. Oh well.

 

Have seen several families and couples coming around across the street to look at the “modular” home over there. Would appreciate your prayers for good neighbors. Have lived here nearly 55 years now, and have had some good neighbors and some strange ones. So far none have shot at me or my critters. Would like to keep the peace on this hill if possible.

 

Keeping the peace in this nation will eventually be our job. As individuals, we must first be responsible for our own thoughts and actions. Then we must encourage our children and others to remain peaceful. However we look at things, we should first have an attitude of self-control and unselfish service to others. Think of yourself as the Good Samaritan. Always do what is right no matter what others around you may do. [Putting soapbox away.]

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.