Is it Friday already? These summer days are passing by so quickly I can hardly believe it. I’m spending them with a pile of books with time out to play on the computer. Isn’t that what summer’s for? And I don’t feel the least guilty either.
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Is it Friday already? These summer days are passing by so quickly I can hardly believe it. I’m spending them with a pile of books with time out to play on the computer. Isn’t that what summer’s for? And I don’t feel the least guilty either.
The starfish napkin rings, bamboo flatware, and aqua placemats give that coastal feeling.
The soup tureens were picked up at the Christmas Tree Shoppe.
Summer begs for shells. Although we are far from the shore it’s nice to add a few on the table.
Now if only some island native would come and bring my supper.
It finally cooled down a little (high seventies) for a while today. In the morning Sadie and I took our daily walk with Joan. It was so nice and cool walking on the Pitt trail. Don and I decided to do some desperately needed yard work. The bushes near our little picket fenced in area were in need of much attention. Don began to trim one bush but because of his lung issues was unable to do more. I took the trimmer and did the rest of the bushes and cut up the long hanging branches of the weeping cherry tree. I think it looks a lot better. It was nice to finally feel healthy enough to get ambitious. I also washed the kitchen windows and cleaned the screens. Then the rest of the day I spent reading the new Steve Berry book which was quite a page turner.
Don’t look too closely, we didn’t have time to clean up the area. That’s today’s job.