I had to apologize to the
birds this morning for sawing down one of their favorite plum trees.
I was as sad as they, but I couldn't see out my dinning room window
into the back yard. Nice green plums fell all over the ground, and
those trees were especially ordered by my son from an experiential,
drafting company paying extra money for them. They were very
delicious, but with six more like it I had no need for it anymore.
They take up a lot of space in my yard, and keep growing bigger every
year. At least two more have to go soon. I paid my good neighbor's
grandchildren to cut the tree down on the spur of the moment. I
caught them in the alley just as they were loading up limbs from
their granddad's trees. I hadn't planned to saw it down this morning,
but like I said before God is good. When they knew I was wanting to
get rid of it they immediately brougnt their saw over, just next
door. God bless those young eager workers. Papa was carrying limbs to
the truck as fast as he could, and I was carrying some too. It really
feels good to be productive again. I am determined to stand up
against those buggers who claim the coronavirus will kill everybody
if we don/t stay in our houses. I'm here to tell you they are just
fearmongers trying to make our country fall to communism. Why can't
people see through that?
My crispy, brown back yard is taking all day to wet it just a bit. We kept being teased with rain, but it never happened. The grown is dry for several inches down. Unfortunately I have a big back yard. It has been the norm in the past that every time I watered all day that night it would rain. O K if that's what it takes so be it. I want a pretty lawn, whatever. The fertilizer that I spread on it six weeks ago never got watered. I hope it didn't kill the grass for good. I was too stubborn not to believe the weatherman. Almost every day it was reported from 10 percent to forty percent chance of rain. We have had clouds, after clouds to hang over head for days, but finally disappeared without any rain. I have even put off washing my car because I didn't want to waste the time and money. I am embarrassed to drive it but already as I write this blog it is starting to cloud up, but the rain expectation is 0. Temperature 81.
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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