65°F and rain this morning, going up to 76° today.
Rained much of the day yesterday at our place. One of those nice, light, steady rains. Good stuff, and we definitely needed it.
Our tree trimmer showed up unexpectedly Friday evening to drop off his lift. He came back late Saturday morning and took down the damaged black walnut tree next to the well house. Looks strange now that it's not there, but no more worrying about it dropping limbs on the power line to the barn. He is supposed to come back today to take down one of the oaks in the front yard, which is nearly dead already from oak wilt. That may or may not happen, depending on the rain for the rest of the day.
Our carpenter was supposed to come back today as well to finish the well house roof. Guessing by the forecast that will be delayed a couple of days, too.
With a dumpster there again, we got the barn de-cluttered on Saturday. Most of the stuff we pitched was broken or unused parts of things that her Grandmother just refused to throw away ... you know, just in case. Nearly a fourth of the barn space was taken up with that junk. Not any more. The only thing we have left in there is a large fan that her cousin told us he wants. Everything else went into either the dumpster or the burn pile. There were dozens of fence posts stashed all over the place, which are now stacked neatly in one place, up off the ground on cinder blocks. Still need to organize the lumber onto a rack on the back wall. Nice to have some room in there for a change.

Wife found a small corn snake all comfy under a piece of wood, and had me shoo it out of the barn while we were working in there. He looked a little put out by it, but eventually wandered off somewhere. I hope I've finally convinced here to stop killing the beneficial snakes.
Got to work this morning to find that someone over the weekend decided to add a drive-thru to our building. Apparently, a high-speed chase around 3am ended with the chasee crashing into one of our buildings. Not content with shooting bullets at us, now they're shooting cars at us. Never a dull moment in North St. Louis City.
First sound I hear in the morning is our competing alarm clocks, which buzz in stereo on either side of the bed. This is quickly followed by the scurrying around of three dogs and two cats, who now know we are supposed to be awake.