Daily Notes for Tuesday, July 22nd. Cooler after that RAIN the other day.

 Started to post twice and obviously, walked away before actually writing anything.   This is my large  wooden container of annuals.  My husband built the box and the broken bowl of a container fits nicely inside the open top..holding soil-less mix.  The tall billowy lime green item in the rear is a shrub- not included in the planter box.  Shrub was once a "very small" item I brought home from work.

1. The plastic bottles hold water so I have some immediately available if the container soil-less mix gets dry.  The hose is lower left out of the picture.  I'm standing on the recently repaired front steps taking the photo.  The "Elephant Trunk" sidewalk was a gift from the guy living in number 2 many years ago.  He felt I needed a sidewalk and brought his work crew over to make it happen (including a cement truck).  

2. This was "that kind of" neighborhood back then. It is NOT now.  I miss every one of those wonderful neighbors and friends.  Every day...and especially the past few days on my walks past their former homes.

3. PBS in Maine was broadcasting yesterday.  

4. In reference to the "small item I brought home from work" comment...everything I dragged home from work (rescued) is now gloriously very very large and healthy.   The tree I pulled out of the dumpster is very tall and wide and covered in white hydrangea flower balls right now, I can see it when I eat breakfast each morning.  We say thank you to each other.

5. Today I have a memo written and pasted on the microwave-  EAT CORN.   That's today's meal. Sweet Corn on the cob with butter and a sprinkle of salt.  I always add a spoon of sugar to the pot of water when I boil any corn .  Georgia Corn on my mind....it really was sweeter than anything I have ever enjoyed since. I would have been SO HAPPY living in Georgia my entire life.  It's where both my babies were born. Where I learned to make a Georgia Peach Cobbler from a 17 year old new bride soon to be mother who lived across the hall for a few months.  I don't think that marriage lasted beyond the baby's arrival. But that girl really knew how to cook.