Good grief. I feel like an old person.
Ron and I did some Spring clean-up today. I turned on the outside faucets, he, poor soul, hooked up the hoses.
Ron also power-swept the back yard. I planted the viola flat, raked leaves in front and back of the fence and in the corner garden and trimmed the small holly. Rather than burning, we loaded a pile of branches into the truck for the transfer station. We both got stuck with rose thorns. Ron is trying to fix the lawn mower.
The crocus look great this year, huge. Some made it to the woods.
I’m very pleased with the violas. They are big, healthy plants and we had enough to fill both window boxes, two big planters, the planter on the trellis and a small pot for the deck. Replaced the soil in the window boxes with Miracle Gro Moisture Control Potting Mix.
Had a confrontation with a South Boston type at the Senior Center this morning (“Go fry ice”, “Women should stifle”. Complained to the Town Manager, who promised to look into it. The chairman of the COA board called to apologize, even though it was hardly his obligation to do so!
Ran CHKDSK on the Aspire this morning. Carbonite is no longer hogging CPU. Ordered an HP Envy. Spending all kinds of money these days: eye surgery; new vanity; carpeting, closet and electrical work for Peter and Bonnie. It will have to stop soon.