Sunday, May 29, 2011

And on the last, she rested

Sunday.  What can I say.  My day of rest.  Made garden pea salad and potato salad for church.  We had a new (for me) preacher named May.  Picture someone who looks like Dolly Parton and talks like Paula Dean.  She was really great!  We didn't have our piano player so we sang all of our hymns aaaakkk apella. None of us can carry a tune in a bucket, but we managed.  Thank goodness all the hymns were ones we knew.

We had a good dinner afterward.  Lots of fresh stuff from everyone's gardens.

I got my first zuchini squash today.  Not a borer in sight.  The toilet paper rolls did the trick.

I stirred the wine primary once in the morning, once in the afternoon.

I stirred the compost tea once in the morning and once in the afternoon.

I watered my crepe myrtle real good.  I had forgotten about it and it was so sad and droopy, but I think I didn't kill it.

I also went to get cuttings from the verigated bay tree.  I don't know if any will take, but at least I'm trying

bays bays

I irrigated a bit and did walkies.  It was so hot that nothing was out to take a picture of, not even any bug art.  

I have been falling off on walkies lately so am determined to get back in the routine.

that's really all for today.

bless our hearts.

bak bak

2 comments:

  1. YAY! those are soooo cool! Blue asks if your preacher suggested balming your soul in butter. But he's irreverent.

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  2. No, but she probably knows someone named Jolene

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