100% Perfect Weather

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Today was in the mid-70s and sunny as all get out. I did a little grocery shopping first thing this morning. Then we ate breakfast on the deck. We were sitting around talking afterwards and Reggi started barking. I figured it was just someone running or biking by the house but her barking intensified. I was just getting up to investigate when my cell phone rang. It was a Freecycler who had said she'd come over Saturday to divide some of my hostas. She was afraid of Reggi, which is understandable if you don't know her, but laughable to us since she's just a lovable lumpy beagle in our minds. So I went out front to greet her and call off the hound.

I sure do love Freecycle. This is the 2nd Freecycler that's taken some hostas. As Dad will tell you, they have been badly in need of thinning, for a couple of years. The couple that came a few weeks ago were sent over by Gretchen after they took a bunch of stuff from her yard. He dug up a few, whole plants, every other one from the row that borders the sidewalk. So I had the woman today, take half of whichever plants she wanted. I still have a little bit to do, but I love these Freecyclers doing my dirty work for me. And they're so grateful! If only I could get a few of them to come over and take a couple wheelbarrows of weeds away.

Then Steve I replaced our poor mailbox that had been crippled by the snowplow this past winter. It's one of those Rubbermaid ones, with the newspaper tube. The box got knocked off by the plow but we could sorta kinda put it back on well enough to work. Again and again - but we managed to get through the winter season. Something happened recently though, I don't know what, but the tears in the base got worse and the whole thing began to lean. It looked forlorn and pathetic. So we replaced it with a new one, same kind, but green instead of beige. Luckily the wooden post has always remained firmly planted.

This is where I'm sitting now, after dinner. I had to put long pants on and a sweatshirt because the sun is starting to get lower in the sky on the other side of the house. Verona is in that black case on the table. Even sitting right in front of me like that, I can't see her very well through the black mesh unless her eyes are open. Why I bought a solid black case for a solid black cat, I don't know. Both cats love to come outside with us in their respective carrying cases. I should say Venus used to love it - we've yet to lure her outside this year. She and Verona have a love/hate relationship. Well, it's really a tolerate/hate relationship. Pam, that's the Irish Mocha candle you gave me - love it! After I'm done with this entry, I'll work on Electric Quilt lessons again. I'm hot to design some new embroidery patterns.