The flagstone steps are set, the plants are potted, the yard sale is over, and I played my first tennis of the season. (Love that game!) Spring has sprung. It is the busy, end of the school year time of graduations, parties, and “I survived” – when every teacher is grateful they made it through another year in one piece. Congratulations to my grand niece Aradia who just started kindergarten a few years ago, it seems to me, and now has graduated from college. Whoop! Whoop!
I have accepted the fact that the downstairs remodel will never be finished. Perhaps there is a reason? I don’t know. The lighting is finished, but we realized we need 12 gauge wire instead of 14 running to the small fridge for a 20amp breaker. That means removing the bottom shelf of the new cabinet and who knows when that will happen! Oh well. The 2nd try backsplash goes in next week, then the faucet can go back in. It will look sort of done then, except for the missing refrigerator and microwave. haha
Unfinished it is a great conversation piece. Right?
Rather than do my stretching exercises this morning, I watched an altercation happen between two of my neighbors. The top of my spruce tree was swaying and shaking and pretty soon down came Mr. Squirrel, and he was boogieing at top squirrel speed. Two thirds of the way down, he hopped into a neighboring Canada cherry tree, and made his way across to a pine. A big dark bird (I couldn’t see what variety in the early morning light) was in hot pursuit, and mad. They went out of sight in a fourth tree, the squirrel running as fast as he could go and the bird dive bombing in for some hard pecks, squawking all the while. He must have been raiding the nest or trying to take it over, but the bird was having no part of that. Neighbors, I tell ya, you just never know!
and so it goes…