A good friend from my Greenhouse Days and I went out for lunch. By the ocean. Paul's Marina. I had a Lobster roll with minimal mayo and abundant lobster. Potato chips and a diet coke. Then I had a waffle cone filled with German Chocolate ice cream. Topped off with delightful conversation. What a Great Day. And a photo of the Chateau de Necessaire. Which we thankfully did not need to use. We saw some delightfully sweet dogs. One nervous little guy had on his lifejacket. There is an island across from the marina where many people live during the Summer. And come across to the marina to go into Town I am guessing they park there cars at the marina.
The sun is shining and the wind is moving- so breezy. I got up too late to have breakfast --so close to lunch-- so I did a load of laundry and my Washing Machine Pages. I need to pull stuff out of the drier and fold sometime today. Maybe.
Husband saw the lung doctor today. Had to be there early for a chest X ray before 8:30 am. No change. We are never getting improvement so no change is good as husband "has every lung disease you can have" and nothing has gotten worse. Doctor's comment.
So we are putting this in the Win column as I am positive he will die of something else. Old age I hope.
Some grass is showing up in the straw covered front yard. I might actually have grown some grass. I have been watering more often and letting it soak. Grass would be so GREAT. A few peaches have dropped off the tree. I watered them as well-- early. Getting a red blush on the peaches but they are not golden yellow yet. The Elderberries aren't ready yet and all the blueberries are gone. Nine berries for 2021.
Buzzer went off and it's time to go turn off the sprinklers. In order to get the furthest right section I have to water the sidewalk so I decided to pull the third sprinkler head over to the peach tree and let it get a second drink while the other two water the bottom section and the sidewalk. I will get a photo of the tiny petunia growing in the straw. Not grass. A Petunia.
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