Contrary to popular belief...I am still alive and well. I've just been totally lax in the blogging department and certainly haven't been crafting or making anything of interest....unless you count the great muffins and scones that come steaming hot out of the oven...on a hot and steamy day! This morning it is cooler, cloudy and a bit drizzly. A perfect bread baking day!
After being down and out for so long with the rib injury.... I have been overdoing it since they got better enough to swing my golf club. Now... this week...my ankle is a bit of a nuisance. I'm just not as strong and healthy as I think I am I guess. What else is new?
My garden suffered while the ribs were bad...and I am trying to dig out some anemones that have totally taken over in every corner of every garden area. I think that is part of how the ankle got bad in the first place.... well, that and stomping around the golf course. I used to think that golf was supposed to be relaxing...but, it seems to me that we always have to hurry and it makes me irritated. Especially my ankle. They never tell the men in front of us to hurry up.... it is only if women are in a group that any of the marshals ride over to give you the hurry up sign..... hmmmm.... still the old boy's club ain't it?
We've also been chopping down the hedge between us and the neighbours, It has been plagued with aphids and some other blight for the past few years...time for a fence and just some nice limestone rock along it. It will widen the yard by a few feet and look much tidier. So...that also means bundling and tying up all the cuttings... trying to get them to about 4 feet lengths..so the garbage guys will take them. And..putting out only 4 bundles per garbage day...which is running into a month now.... maybe I'll try 6 bundles next time...but, eh....maybe not..he has been taking them... and that's a good thing. The minimum charge at the city dump has become a lot more since I used to take things.... plus the charge for the weight of the load..... it gets silly....... so I'll resort to even sillier and follow their ever more stringent rules for garbage pickup. If our black bins are not full...they don't take anything else sitting out there now. So...we have to fill it up with bags of grass or other stuff... so they take any of the bundles of hedge sticks.... sigh...... they even left a chunk of carpet behind one day because my black bin was not full enough. good grief.
While I golfed on ladies night...Mr. BumbleVee cut down more of the hedge..til he got stung by a wasp from a nest down in the dirt under it..... but, before that...he found a tiny nest with this little egg still in it and saved it because he knew I would want to photo it. Don't know what type of bird it is... and hope the little hole in the egg is one made by the little bird himself and he made it to safety.... I don't want to know if it isn't large enough for him to have gotten out of...... I'm pretending it is.