Speaking of tackling the yard, I must do so this morning before heading to work. The hard work of pushing the mower and digging in the garden generates endorphins, I can feel them when I finish. And the work isn't as difficult now, I'm in better shape after several weeks of mowing and digging.

The dogs and I walked around a few blocks and we passed a house for sale and where some guys were loading portable tables into a truck. Another estate sale in the neighborhood. I need to remember to check the paper for those, it's a way to learn a little more about the tastes of neighbors, and I like the quasi-geological process of moving objects from one property to another. Or maybe like ants moving seeds and twigs.

SRS