Memorial Day Weekend

It was predicted to be a loser, but the weather so far as been good this unofficial start of the summer.
Memorial day brings garden pests and the start of bitching season, a high-pitched whine ending around Labor Day about the “hordes” of tourists, most of whom, truth be told, are a good deal nicer than the natives.

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Gardener’s Diary

Plant sales start in earnest today, there are probably half a dozen at various locations, including across the street.
I did a survey of the gardens this morning and found only a couple of empty spots, so it’ll be worth it to check out what the Master Gardners have to offer.

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Not Bad At All

The wedding I blogged about a couple of days ago was a very classy, high-style event.
I got to sit with P&B, plus some old family friends. The band WAS good, the setting WAS sublime, and the bride and groom were happy and gracious.
My sister and brother-in-law really REALLY know how to throw a party, and their kids are savvy enough to have hooked up with in-laws who also have made entertaining a fine art.

Moonie

I have a casual friend in her mid forties who’s been on the dating treadmill since her divorce four years ago.
This lady owns her own home outright, the market value of which is somewhere around 3/4 of a million dollars. She’s gainfully employed and her kids are pretty much finished with their college educations.
She’s in reasonable health, attractive and has a newish automobile.
And she’s always, perpetually miserable about (you guessed it) some man.

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Gardener’s Diary

It’s raining cats and dogs right now, and sometimes, it takes very little to make a person happy: Bob was ecstatic that I got orange creamsicles for an overnight treat, and I am extremely grateful to have finished my outdoor work before the torrent.

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