Why is it that the older you get, the earlier you tend to wake up? I find that I am waking up earlier and earlier all the time.
And it isn’t always Ivy waking me up.
I guess some of it is from arthritis stiffening my limbs and merely needing to get up and move around.
I get tired of turning and trying to get comfortable and finally just get up and start my day.
If I wake up really early and find that Ivy’s bowl has no dry food left, I will put some in it. But she will often wake me up anyway.
I think she just grows tired of being alone after playing in the dark and doing who knows what all night.
Then she’s tired from all her nighttime play and sleeps much of the day.
Charlie is sleeping a bit longer since I’ve been giving him Zyrtec at night, per the vet’s instruction. So the sneezing is apparently due to allergies.
I’m having a lot of trouble in that regard myself. Seems to be a lot of pollen in the air this year.
Yesterday I wore myself out on that patio rearranging plants to get them out of the hot sun.
I even moved that heavy red potting bench to the middle of the patio and placed it where I thought it would help shade the galvanized garden. It did for about 30 minutes.
I moved all the plants. Two of the heavy ones on plant caddies slipped off when I rolled across a crack in the cement which meant I had to lift the darned things back up. So today my back is letting me know about it.
I moved the two trees. Jade the butterfly tree was only a little bit in the sun where I moved it but quickly the leaves started drooping, so I had to move it back where it was.
I was determined to move my wicker settee back in that shady corner, which I did. But that means the plants don’t get that nice shady area. So that might not last long.
I ended up moving the potting bench back where it was to start with because it wasn’t helping shade any plants and was in the way.
By then I was dizzy from the heat.
I imagine today I will look outside every hour and see what else I can move if I want to save my plants.
Some of you mentioned getting shade cloths. And I’m looking into that.
The problem is that I can’t find stakes or poles tall enough to put in the pots to hold them up. At least two of my plants are 6 feet tall. Four feet is the tallest I’ve found and that won’t help me with many of my plants.
So I’ll just keep looking and trying to figure out something else I could hold them up with I suppose.
I once again looked for zinnia seeds from various online seed companies. Sold out everywhere. I just want a packet, not 1/2 a pound.
You often don’t find this out until you go to put something in your Cart.
For heavens sake everyone is buying up everything. People are finally seeing how people like me chose to live in the first place.
They’re shut in and don’t want to be. For me it is a preferred way of life.
Life is just different, folks. It may always be different. It may incrementally change. But just because they open stores and restaurants doesn’t really change things. It does not mean we’ve beaten this thing.
This virus does not care who you are, how much money you have or what your political affiliation is. The virus sweeps through states and countries looking for new hosts to infect. And thus it spreads.
Not being able to order what I want to when I want to is a small price to pay for health. You can’t put a price on health.
I really feel for those who must go out in order to work in order to pay their bills.
I’ll end this post today with something I find comical.
The tree that was cut down a few years ago has wild morning glories sprouting through the holes that were drilled in the stump.
My, they are tenacious little plants.