I went outside this morning with Charlie, and before I even gave it any thought I had grabbed the garden snips and started cutting the chartreuse sweet potato vine back.
I think I may have an ant or two crawling on me after scooping all those long vines into a plastic garbage bag to take down to the trash. Or maybe I just saw some ants on the vines and the rest is my imagination.
Isn’t it funny how you get the idea that an insect is crawling on you and then can’t get it out of your head?
There are crazy ugly vines growing through the fence from other yards that I have to keep yanking out. If I could get into their yards, I’d attempt to dig them up.
It’s a pain in the butt to keep dealing with those vines that grow like they’re on steroids. But even if I did dig them up, two or three would probably take their place.
I seem to be the only person in this little triangle of apartments that gives a hoot about those ugly weedy vines growing everywhere. Or even gives a hoot about their patio.
My neighbors do virtually nothing (NOTHING!) with their patios! I can’t believe it.
Why on earth would you move here to this old apartment complex unless it was for these big fenced patios?
I don’t get it. I might have moved some place newer if not for that patio luring me here. I can’t imagine just leaving the patios like they’re an afterthought.
I hadn’t been moved in but about ten minutes before I was out there doing and planting.
I’ve been in the mood to change things up. I know I need to do that like I need a hole in my head. The dust! So I’m trying to refrain.
But my mind is going sixty miles an hour when I’m in bed before sleep or after I wake up. Maybe the coming change of seasons has me feeling the urge to start projects.
I have furniture I want to paint too. I considered starting to paint last week. But I’m clumsy as all get out with paint (I don’t know if you recall my saying, but my second husband told me I should never go near paint because I make a colossal mess).
I can just imagine what a mess I’d make with these eyes directing me. So I guess I’ll put that off for awhile. At least till I can see equally out of both eyes.
Meanwhile I’m giving Charlie Ross lots and lots of attention and love. He seems to do well while he’s on the antibiotic, but a day after he stops taking it, he bleeds again.
I just can’t figure this out. Twice now I’ve come home to find blood on the floor. But I’ve never seen it when I’m home with him. Maybe that’s just a coincidence, and I did mention that to the vet.
He sure likes to sun himself out on that rug. I wonder why dogs like to sun themselves?
I can’t imagine it’s for the reason we foolish girls had to tan ourselves back in the day. We didn’t give a thought to how our skin might look later down the line.
I used to slick myself down with suntan oil and stay in the sun for hours. Of course I had no idea about skin cancer back then. I just thought it made me more attractive.
Lordy, I didn’t have a lick of sense back then. Did you?
I’m so glad I’m of the age when being attractive does not take priority over other things.
My garden is starting to look pretty scraggly. What plants aren’t drying up and turning brown look pretty loopy by noon in this heat.
But the summer is not over yet. I still want to enjoy more blooms. So I’ll coddle the plants and try to keep them going. If I can keep them alive till about late September/October, many of them will rebound.
Well, I’m sitting here in the semi-dark with Charlie squeezed into his favorite spot. He’s such a funny bunny. I’m trying not to go out unless I have to to keep him from being stressed.
It makes me wonder (which I can’t help but ponder from time to time) if I had a cat if that would provide him a welcome companion when I’m out running errands.
But then I nix that. I’ve already got money flowing regularly to the fur baby I have.
If I knew he would not feel as lonely with a companion I’d find a way to do it. But since I can’t ask him, there’s no way to know.
He’s lived with cats and seemed to like them. But that was seven years ago.
He needs and deserves all my attention right now, so we’ll just keep the status quo.