Happiness is a Hookup

Ron and I got a hose hooked up to the spigot in the back of the Edgewater house today.

This is huge in my world.

Ten or so years ago, I made the incredibly stupid mistake of disconnecting a hose. This caused a big problem because the hose had to run UNDER the deck. It’s taken me this long to figure out a workaround (duuuhhhh).

There is an old flagpole in the back yard, and it is about the only tool we have that was at least 10 feet long – long enough, that is, to reach across the deck.

We attached the hose to the flagpole and Ron pushed it through, within about an inch of the spigot. I couldn’t attach it, but he was able to, lefty being tighty for hoses.

This will make irrigation in the back yard infinitely easier.

We also picked up some compost at the transfer station and filled in holes in the front yard, one from where the big oak used to be and a couple of much smaller ones from the installation of the asphalt walkway.

We brought Emme back with us for tea and fish. She made a nice topping for the hake we bought yesterday at Kyler’s and I steamed the asparagus. Good dinner!