Out walking the dogs this evening I passed a neighbor, seated in a plastic chair working her way along her hedge with a pair of hand trimmers. She apparently doesn't walk well, and her husband is in the early stages of dementia. She trims and he'll come out and sweep up the leaves. I think I'll be walking up there to see if she needs any help with anything. We'll have to agree to not discuss politics--she had the McCain yard sign, I the Obama. :)

Someone will have to tell me what I did with my vases back when I was working on that cupboard. I was a little too diligent (or my new location wasn't as obvious as I thought) and now I can't find them. The dog leash snapped off a big un-bloomed iris this evening, and I thought I'd see if I could get the flowers to bloom in the house. The yard has a gazillion of them, but you hate to lose them when they're such big happy and charismatic flowers!

Today we turned on the air conditioning. It's a good thing that I have the clothes line out back, because it really does help offset the electric bill. (I say this knowing full well that Kat is probably buried still from that last snow storm. . . )

SRS