Sunday we got up to 90 degrees here. Church wasn’t hot, but by the time we got home from grocery shopping the air had warmed up a fair amount. After lunch I spent ten whole minutes in the backyard snapping old hosta shoots off the plants, but that’s it. I thought about raking but decided that those dead leaves can stay there until ….. well, they can just stay there. It’s natural mulch, right?
Lloyd waited until it was good and hot to spend his minutes outside. Fool. I tagged along to document.
The compost has become dirt again. I believe the last time it was used was four years ago. Lloyd dug some of it out and filled in some low spots around the yard.
That hole is where the basketball hoop used to be, but dirt just keeps sinking into it. Do you think it might be a secret passage to China? If so, we are going to regret plugging it up with old leaves.