Robert and I lucked out: Mashpee Leisure Services is giving a Spring sailing class, and not only was there room for him, the class had been postponed for a week, so he didn’t miss out.
He’s in an all-boys group, and three of them live in Mashpee. One goes to his school.
After picking him up, I spent some time groundskeeping, something I’ve been wanting to do for a while.
Yesterday was the first in weeks that I was able to walk all day without the cane. Except for a little stiffness this morning, the leg didn’t even hurt when I woke up.
Yesterday afternoon, I pulled out a couple of very small oak trees and a lot of weeds on the left side of the house; a small Russian olive in the rock garden; and something that looked like a forsythia that’s been growing for a while on the right side.
I’ve been working on reclaiming the right side, and the astilbe I planted last year have really taken off.
Astilbe is the most amazing plant: it does well in dappled light and even though it looks delicate, it’s tough as nails.
I picked one up yesterday for cheap, cheap, cheap at the Master Gardeners’ annual plant sale, along with some other great bargains, two Siberian iris and a gigantic foxglove.
Think I’m going to plant the astilbe and the foxglove at 11, to replace the scrap bushes I cleaned out yesterday.
It’s back to Edgewater this morning for neighborhood cleanup, another beautiful day to be outside.