The weather was workable on Friday, so we began by cutting back the ornamental grasses at Raymond Federal Bank. We had been asked to prune a conifer which was blocking the light from a tall streetlamp, so I thought I would remove a couple of branches to see the inner shape of the many trunks. Oh dear, one branch led to another and soon we had a trailer load of debris.
We then had a load of debris for the dump, so went to my mother’s to add a bit of hydrangea trimming to top up the load, and to take in firewood for her. By then, it was too late to do my original day’s plan, which was to prune back the grasses in Obelisk Park in order to get the debris into the city dump before the gates close at four. I did so much want the park to look good for the weekend, so we did it anyway and hauled the debris home. Allan cuts grasses with a small electric rechargeable chain saw, the best method we have discovered for that sometimes daunting task.
This morning (Saturday), torrential buckets of rain lulled us into late sleep. Then a break of sun…leading me to the delusion that it might be workable weather. Allan hooked up the trailer to haul off yesterday’s load of debris while I became immersed in a larger than expected security download for the computer. Off he went, leaving me with some self imposed guilt for being home, and then the bucketing rain returned giving me a guilt free computer day. Allan has gone to rescue friend Jill from a plumbing dilemma. He is the helper for my whole circle of women, and is certainly working more this week than I am. I might just catch up on my newspapers. And tonight, we have a choice between two deep and artistic films from Netflix: Bollywood/Hollywood or Mission Impossible III.
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