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After working outside for about four or five hours yesterday, I am happy to report that I made it through the night without shoulder, wrist, or hip discomfort.  Yeah!!  Now.... to not get too cocky and overdo today. Cliff installed the light-weight chicken wire dog-barrier yesterday on three sides of the vegetable garden.  We used some old stronger gauge pieces that had been saved from other projects plus the new wire.  Later we'll pick up more and finish the lower end of the garden.  We have to invent an easy way for me to enter the garden safely.  The deer barrier ribbon is 30" from the ground and the new wire is 2' high just to keep the dogs and bunnies out.  Before the wire was installed, I just bent under the 30" barrier to do my gardening.  I have long legs and can stride over the 30 " deer barrier but that's really not a safe practice. To build an entry gate, we'll need to use a heavier/sturdier gauge than the chicken wire that we bought f
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SPRING EQUINOX Mornings have been in the twenties so each evening I still cover some of the tender greens.   By mid-afternoon it's sunny and in the sixties.  Today Cliff assembled the new pressure washer while I had lunch with the gyms girls.  When my mother used to say she was going out to eat "with the girls" , a voice in my head echoed "don't you mean the older women?"   Things come back to haunt us.  After getting the pressure washer ready, Cliff adjusted the tines on the Mantis and started it up.  Next couple of clear days we'll get mushroom compost from Wayne's Feed and Grain and till it into the garden.  Today I strapped on wrist bands, loosened the soil before pulling weeds, raked some of the leaves away, and moved some of my compost to the flower bed.  So badly I wanted to keep going but I rested in my garden chair, hydrated, and quit, especially because I did an hour of Zumba dance and yoga this morning.   Hopefully, my wrists, shoulder
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I started a new posting a week ago but left it when something interrupted me, don't remember what, maybe the supper timer beeped for me to stir something on the burner or the dryer buzzer annoyingly let me know the clothes were dry.  It wouldn't take much for me to lose my train of thought.  Much later when I returned to the post and reread what was started, I realized I had no idea where I was going with it, but I also can't tell jokes anymore because I forget where the joke is going. So I'm starting fresh knowing there will be interruptions as sweet potatoes are baking at 350 for another 30 minutes, broccoli is prepared and waiting to be steamed and cod will be baked in the oven when the potato timer tells me they're ready to be removed.  I have paper and pencil here by the computer to jot down ideas/thoughts of where I am going this time.  March is a transitioning month, bringing us slowly into spring.  Even though we may experience wintery days before the spri