The glider is back on the front porch, covered with a deeply-discounted tarp from Harbor Freight (bright blue). That means the side door is much easier to access, though there is a stack of large flattened boxes that used to be held in place against the wall by the glider. If Charmion were closer I'd send them to her for the next phase of the changing houses exercise.

Ms. Argiope is not interested in butterflies. The small one tossed onto the web this morning was examined closely by her, then dropped to the porch. She's as picky an eater as my blue heeler. A lizard will find and enjoy it.

Trash day is tomorrow and in advance will be a ruthless cleaning of the main fridge and the small fridge of things that are just never eaten and don't really belong in the compost.

Today would have been a good day to mow except it is at air quality level orange. Maybe tomorrow. I have my eye on a number of seedlings to dig out of the gardens so this afternoon or evening I'll head out with the shovel and remove them. Cutting them off at the base never works, they always grow back. I met the gardener at my cat sitting gig house yesterday, and I asked her what her rate is for weeding. I wonder if I hired her (or a local teen) with a bounty on each of these hackberry and pecan saplings, $1 per tree with the roots dug out, how much it would cost me? It would be possible to dig a whole bunch in an hour or two.