Last post was August 26....my readers are going to think we don't do anything up here in the mountains. Sometimes we don't! When our children call, we're never home. They leave messages like, "Old people, are you in bed asleep already?" (3 o'clock in the afternoon) or "Where are you? Every time I call, you're not home. You're old. You're suppose to be home." Labor Day we spent the afternoon and evening at a cookout with friends on their back porch and Saturday we attended a house warming cookout in Georgia. A few shots of one my favorite "people" who sat at the table with us.
Two cool weather fronts came through since the weekend bringing drier air and relief from the heat. This morning's temperature was 53 when I got up at 6. I got to walk Konehete Park before going to yoga at the gym. Gardens are winding down. Always a welcomed sight as I get tired of fussing and watering by this point. I've pulled up tomato plants and whatever else looked like it was suffering. Most areas need weed whacking again. Monday I tackled the back tall weeds near the garden. Most mornings forest leaves are dripping from the early mountain fog. Grass and weeds don't dry well until afternoon. I went through both batteries before quitting late morning so my arms and clothes were covered with wet grass shards but it felt good to get that under control. And............ I got to use my new outside shower for the first time. There is still work to be done. Ricky will pressure clean the platform for me t...






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