I suppose it's not just my physical body that has changed, but my inner being as well. I used to like crafts and knit-knacks. I now think of them as "dust collectors" - too bad. Jeanie and Biff sent a cute figurine for Mothers' Day. It really is cute - but I haven't a clue what to do with it. Currently it is on a shelf next to a "frog" bank. They both look out of place.
I don't know where I got it from, but I was a hoarder in my youth. I'm happy to say those days are gone. What is it that possessed me to hang onto all that/this stuff in the first place. Let's just get rid of everything!
In addition to weeding out tangible items, I really need to go through my computer files - particularly my pictures and sort them out. Kill all duplicates. I did feel organized at one time. Apparently it was just that one time.
|Roland dug an area and planted watermelon seeds|
|our spinach and beets have grown|
|our snowball tree does not appear as vibrant|
|Roland dug a tree root that's sprouting into another tree|
|while we wait for the air to cool a bit|
|We had planted a redwood here; it croaked on us|
|Let's hope the cherry doesn't do the same thing|
|took this picture last night; planted this morning|