Good Morning!!!! 73F @ 5:30AM. Plentiful sunshine. High 96F. Winds SSW at 5 to 10 mph.
We had a small apple tree in the backyard of the house I was born into, Randy. I could tell that the apples were ripe when the birds started pecking on them, and I could swallow a bite instead of spitting it out because it was so sour.:laughing:
Sounds like all the work put into keeping up the pool is paying off big time, Mike!:thumbsup:
Yesterday morning was dead calm, and I thought it was a perfect time to spray a little glyphosate on the yellow star thistle that is sprouting along the driveway. Thought I'd be done in an hour at most. But once I got the tank loaded and went up there, the thistle was much more widespread than I thought, and four hours later I'd put out almost 150 gallons of 3% solution. :shocked: I could do a lot more spraying, but I've come to the realization that some of the land here is just going to have to take care of itself, it either being too steep or far enough away from the house so as not to pose a fire hazard.
Body man neighbor down the street offered to let me throw some junk into the 40 cubic yard dumpster he'd rented, so I gathered up an old BBQ that had been burned in the fire and the remnants of the PVC pipe and drip tube I'd dug up and headed down. Well he had that dumpster packed almost to the brim, and the darn thing was about ten feet high! The PVC didn't take much room, but I had to climb up into the thing to move branches and wood around to make room for the BBQ. Both of us managed to haul it up and in, and it'll be nice to have it gone. To thank him, I gave him the tourniquet I was given in the first aid class I took a couple weeks ago. Figured it might come in handy for him if he tried to cut his leg off again with his chainsaw, and he laughed when I handed it to him.
Spent the rest of the day, what little there was, mapping wires for the new instrument on the enduro bike, but I've some questions that will take some time on the telephone this week to answer. About then, Body man neighbor came down and we enjoyed a couple beers on the patio, and was surprised to learn that his 17 year old son doesn't have a job for the summer. My friend wasn't any too happy, either, but apparently the kid has made a few bucks flipping cars, with a LOT of dad's help, and figures he can just coast 'till school starts again. My friend, on the other hand, is sick and tired of working his butt off on the kid's projects, especially when the kid doesn't reciprocate around the house, and it sounds like there'll be a Come To Jesus meeting between the two this week to set a new normal. At that age, me and my friends always had jobs in the summertime, it was when we could make some real money, maybe even buy our first car. Kids these days, not so much I guess.:confused2:
Monday again. Hope the week gets off to a great start for everyone!
