At Sarah’s old new digs. We look like this because Tracy said he was soaking up all the ambient light just as I snapped the pic.
Friday, I used the last of my potting soil to plant some wildflower seed mix in the large pot you see here. Friday evening, the skies opened up, the flood came down off my eave and directly into my pots and before I realized what was happening, there was this. Soil-less pots. How aggravating.
I also had these, which you may recognize from my last winter in North Carolina. I used them then to make emergency heaters when my furnace went out during the first of two ice storms. And you think Maryland weather is crazy.
So, I did what any reasonable person would do and walked to Walmart by way of my cousin’s new old digs. It had been my intent to welcome her back to the neighborhood, but she wasn’t even here yet. I only walked 9644 steps including dropping off the recycling, walking to the post box, stopping by her place, and the shopping, and coming back home. I thought for sure I would hit 10K, but no dice. I was all happy and planning how I could end my walking challenge, having successfully hit 10K two days in a row, but no. Nix, nein, nay. When I say I live close to everything, I mean…closer than even I thought.
I bought this stuff. Not the bike. I already had that. The soil and seeds. Also two more pairs of capri exercise pants. I had to walk in jean capris today because ALL my exercise pants were dirty. Yay me. Walking in denim isn’t so bad until it gets wet. And then it stays wet for quite a while. And while it is wet, it just grinds into your flesh in a miserable way that I am still experiencing at my waist line because I haven’t even changed yet.
Anyway, now I have this:
I guess it’s finally summer.