79°F and clear skies this morning, going up to 91° today. The humidity stayed, and now the heat is back this week.
Took the line trimmer for a long walk yesterday, and got a lot of places I'd been neglecting for awhile, particularly the ditch by the road and the one that feeds it down from the lake. Both had been quite wet for awhile, and it finally got dry enough to walk through without sinking. Some of the weeds got thick enough that the line was just breaking off on it. Need to go back with some loppers to finish those off.
Had a very disgusting experience on Saturday morning. Wife and I cancelled our golfing plans to help her father with a rental property he has in our hometown. He had been renting it to another family member for many years, and about 8 months ago she stopped paying the rent. After repeated attempts to rectify the situation, she got angry and made some regrettable remarks to him. The city had her evicted three months ago over the condition of the house and the outside property, and condemned it. My Wife has been going with him (his hearing is terrible) to court several times over the past couple of weeks to get legal access to the house again. All of the legal stuff was resolved last week, so we went Saturday morning to change all the locks for him (he's in his mid-70s and starting to slow down). The Wife climbed a ladder to an open 2nd story window to go in and unlock the doors (he had given the tenants the last of his spares). She came running out the side door almost gagging. What we found inside was the most deplorable case of filth and hoarding I have ever seen, in pictures or otherwise, and the house just reeked of rotted food and animal litter. The lower level, a family room and utility room, were piled so high that some of the grid pieces and panels were pushed out of the drop ceiling. The stairs were literally covered in cat feces from bottom to top. All of the rooms upstairs were covered with stuff about 3 feet deep in most places, higher in others. There weren't even paths to get around from room to room. The kitchen had rotted food laying out all over the place. I changed the door knobs and deadbolt locks on the three outside doors, and got the heck out of there. Even having sprayed myself before going in, I still found dozens of fleas crawling around in my socks when I got outside. My Wife actually cried a bit afterwords. This was the house they were living in when she left at age 19, and she found it almost unrecognizable. Most of it was neglect, but some of it was obviously intentional damage. Two of the three door knobs had the keys broken off in the locks, and one of the deadbolts had been twisted 90° beyond the stop point, which twisted the shaft so it wouldn't come out except by force. Sadly, this cleanup is going to cost him a lot of money.
Happy (belated) Birthday, Mostly.
You shouldn't need any luck with Audit Week, Roy. I suspect your company will do just fine.
Thanks for sharing those magnificent pictures, David. Looks like a lot of fun.