Today’s menu…the gooseberry bush is toast….

I lopped its branches. I have yet to get the weedeater out, but I will. I recovered the Green Monster after the garbage crews had been by and filled it with iris leaves…yep, that’s one of the BIG rolling city cans, filled, and so heavy I can no longer find the strength to horse it across the sidewalk and the water hoses lying there. I topped it off with various mounds of hemlock cones from about the front garden. And declared I’d had my exercise for the day.

Jane has been rebuilding the backside of the waterfall, which includes massive pieces of basalt terracing, basalt gravel fill, then some dirt, then plants. We had to get in there last year because we had a leak, and we decided to fix it more nicely and bury the drain hose while we were at it.

We are both tired.

I went to Freddy Myers’ (discount store) to pick up a prescription, which turned into a monster shopping mission and though the lens for my glasses is here, I didn’t have the wind left after Freddy Myers to go to Walmart and fuss through the repair job…I’m tired. Jane’s tired. I needed my Aleve, which I’d forgotten.