As an elementary-school-aged kid I managed to ditch the Sunday morning church stuff (when we convinced Mom that we didn't need Sunday school to do arts and crafts). A friend used to complain if I mentioned mowing the lawn on Sunday mornings (the noise) but I figure if people are religious they're in church and won't hear my mower. It works for me to get out into the park and museum world during the week for my contemplative moments.

Yesterday I did a lot of cooking and cleaning in the kitchen, resulting in meals for the week and much less clutter in the fridge. Finally admitting that the jar of pickles or relish or salsa is too old to use and tossing into the compost helps clear out the jars.

This morning was the first conversation with my handyman about replacing the patio cover behind the house. It will probably be a simple framework, with 4x4 posts sunk in concrete all around the patio (the current one stands on the patio and reinforcements for the posts were sunk into the concrete.) Coming up with something custom to fit the house. The current one is crumbling and only marginally safe; I fear a big windstorm taking out one side and collapsing the whole thing.

Moving office furniture today. More dog walking. Digging in the garden to plant garlic, and making a quick pass through the dead crop plants to lop them off and tote them (via wheelbarrow) to the compost.