This afternoon I was in a client’s home and I got into a conversation with his wife. The conversation was about Trump and I said it feels like the end of the world. It is like we are watching the beginning of the end. I was going to post that it feels like the end of the world as we know it and I don’t feel fine. But I am not going to post about that.
Instead I am going to post about my hydrangea. Aren’t the beautiful? Ignore the overgrown lawn. I mowed the front yesterday and will do the back tomorrow some other time.
Yesterday I dismantled the outside table because it is rusted. If anyone had been near me they might have been in danger of being stabbed with a screwdriver. The screws were totally rusted and cross-threaded and it took forever. Today my husband and I sanded the pieces and we will get around to painting them
probably by next summer next week.
Ah, what else? I tore this invasive weed out of the lawn yesterday by hand. It is the crappy evil little thing that only comes out if you rip it out by hand. Oh! I also started some carrots fermenting. Because they are supposed to be good for you. They are sitting on the counter right now fermenting away.
Okay, I am so hungry I am getting a headache. Off to cook dinner. (Grilled sausage with vegetables done in tin foil on the barbecue.)