I finally got into the garden along the sidewalk on Monday. I filled TWO wheelbarrows overflowing with the daisies I ripped out, and I'm only halfway done. I deadheaded half of the coreopsis. The rest will have to wait for the weekend.
I'm suffering finger problems. In May I was treated for a fungal problem. The antibiotic worked....for a bit, and then the problem seemed to rage back, and other fingers became infected. It seems that this time I have a bacterial infection, so I'm on more antibiotics and a topical cream. No gardening for a couple of days.
BUT, I don't mind so much, because my oldest sis is taking me to hear the Dixie Chicks and the Eagles in St. Louis. Frankie, my youngest sis is also going. We'll come back for the weekend, and then Frankie and I will go to Indy to hear Michael Buble sing. I have never been to a rock concert, and I haven't been to see a performance other than Mozart for years and years, and now, in the space of less than a week, I'll get to go to TWO! Thank you, my dearest sisters!
I was working at the computer in the living room earlier this week and out of the corner of my eye saw a young deer walk around the corner of the house. I think it must have been the same deer that Frankie saw when she was walking her dog, Sidney, this weekend. I think it's also the same deer that has helped itself to a beautiful, tall rudbeckia in the herb garden that was just blooming! I was looking forward to the contrast of the golden blooms against a dark purple clematis on the arbor and now all that you can see are the chewed off stalks. Hmpf!
An on-line friend, Mike, from Scotland, had bypass surgery this past week. I've been waiting to see him pop up on-line again to reassure me that he came through the surgery well. It's really tough to sit on the sideline as on-line friends go through troubles like this, and not be able to keep track of their progress. If you believe, would you please say a prayer for his well-being? If not, I'd be happy if you think positive thoughts and send that energy his way. Mike....I hope all is well!
Friday night my washer died in the rinse cycle with a load of Dear Husband's work clothes left soaking. This was just as guests were coming for the weekend. We had a full house until 9:30 on Sunday. Monday, we bought a new washer, and took TWELVE loads of laundry to the laundromat. We brought them all home to dry, and on the first load, the drier died. I feel rather like the character Al Capp drew who had the storm cloud that followed him around. The washer was delivered today, and the drier was repaired. All is well in time for me to go to the rock concert!
I hope you're all faring well, with the storms coming through, and the heat. Remember to hydrate!