Number Nine

Another beautiful day in store for Cape Cod. It's still only 48 degrees, but we should see some warming as the day goes on. And there's not a drop of rain in the forecast.

Which is why I was outside with coffee in one hand and the hose in the other at 7:30, giving the border a nice soaking. I guess there's some residual post-hot tub bliss going on, but what a lovely morning, all the birds singing and otherwise, no noise at all.



I forgot to tell you on Thursday about my realization. The neighbors may come to think I'm a little batty, but I found myself cracking up all by my lonesome as I worked out there and I discovered that--for the second time--I have accidentally created a garden bed which must look pretty damn phallic from the air. (Really, I know you don't believe me, but it wasn't intentional!)

Anyway, the effect will be muted once I've completed digging up the bed around the lamp-post...but for now...well, I guess I'm glad we don't see more plane crashes due to distracted pilots.

Happy Weekend, everyone! I'm off to work...

Daffodil House

On the way to work this morning, I noticed that my favorite house for daffodils is in full swing just now. What a lot of work it must've been to plant all of those, but certainly worth the investment.

Not much to say about the work day, really...but I can tell you I'm very relaxed this evening, since My Other Half has more or less completed his work on restoring the aging hot tub that came with this new rental (okay, don't everyone bust down the door at once, but soon, we'll be inviting...).

It's still a work in progress, as I'm sure the neighbors will agree, as an insulating cover for the various pumps and motors will go a long way toward making it a more soothing experience.

But hey, it certainly was a sweet way to wrap our Friday.