I’m running late this morning, and there are still a bunch of backlog images in the binders, so it’ll be the old format this week. Laura sent me some good images that I didn’t have time to do any real research on, so those will be coming up in the near future when I’ve been a better steward of the images she sent me.
Greeting the sun. I’d do this, but it’s been raining for 3 days.
You’ve got a little less than 2 weeks until Summer 2018 ends. Make the most of it.
Kitty phone.
Gotta call around to get the truck moved to a professional, so here’s the slate o’ pics for today.
Renn Faire soul thief.
It’s still pretty darned hot here, but the nights are getting cooler. Make the most of what remains if you’re due for snow in a few months.
She looks good in snow.
About 2/3rds of it is onto the burn pile already, with some of the leafy bits still on a tarp in the front yard waiting to be hauled out back. Couldn’t put a ton of time into it yesterday without getting pretty wiped out, I cut it down and then hauled for about 2 hours total. 90+ degrees both days I worked on it, and I managed to sunburn my back when I was hauling.
Ugh, the Smith machine.
We did a full 48 hours without mom this weekend, and it went as well as could be expected. I was exhausted afterward and just barely made it out of bed this morning, though. Should be a fun week on the job.
It took 45 minutes to get her hair to look right. Just speculating.
July rolls on with intermittent heat and thunderstorms. I just got locked out of my electricity website and now I have to call someone, so that’s exciting.
Teal?
Blazing hot all weekend, so I didn’t get as much done outdoors as I’d have liked. Got some trees trimmed along the western fence line just as it was starting to rain, but I didn’t get around to hauling them to the burn pile (which is already too large) on Sunday. Did get a few more things moved out of the sun room, which we’re hoping to have at least presentable by Saturday when we celebrate Possum’s 3rd bday with the family. Plenty to get ready by then. At least the lawn is barely growing.
Eva doing a self-check.
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