Returning to ready for action
When someone likes their job, and takes it to heart, we should applaud the effort. Locally, our UPS driver has the welfare of dogs in focus, and is willing to spend years (according to him) to make friends and share that bundle of biscuits with any hairy guardian encountered along the route.
Today, the flower beds are returning to their “ready for action” status. Although the landscaper had gone to great lengths to leave the earth as virgin dirt, the weeds of the world were watching.
The ground is fertile!
There’s a goal to stripping out the new growth. Soon, the great planting experiment will begin. Today, I purchased six sacks of mulch, and assembled a wheelbarrow. Tomorrow… can’t wait to see what is in store. We’ve also ordered a fancy weed whacker, although the above crop will be harvested long before the next UPS visit. Apparently leaving grass in uncontrolled areas is frowned upon, in the lawn world. This lawn edger will be cordless and multi-tasking (just like me).
Another televised debate session, this evening. Hard to get excited; I’ve been lied to so often in past. There’ll be nothing outrageous said (unless one of the talking heads goes “postal”; highly unlikely). Maybe I’ll curl up with a good ebook and let them flail without me. Tomorrow (or earlier, on Twitter) the whole show will be revisited, and I can save the shivers of discomfort from watching sociopathic behavior.
Silliest reason cited for not wanting to wear a microphone while teaching at a certain university: that it would go against the professor’s religious beliefs. Which catechism contains that rule?
