more days in the life

That’s a picture of the peach cobbler I made from peaches that came off my tree. I’ll need to prepare some for freezing since they’ll go bad before we can eat them all. And I need to research how to prune my tree so that it grows out instead of up since I could barely reach the highest ones this year.

The mosquitos are horrid. As soon as you go outside, within minutes they are swarming you. Did I mention they are big, black, and aggressive? Nevertheless I had work to do outside so out came the deep woods Off which I hate, spraying the largest organ of my body with those nasty chemicals but whatcha gonna do; arms, legs, t-shirt front and back, shorts front and back. Better than West Nile I guess which has been detected. Probably should have sprayed my ball cap too. I worked out in the heat for an hour and a half mostly in the shade thank goodness because of all our trees but even so it was 90˚ with a heat index of 103˚ when I came in soaked and sweat dripping off me. Yay global warming on the Texas coastal plain. I finally got the little backyard mowed, deadheaded the zinnias keeping the seed heads for next year, transferred the two piles of cut up dead fallen branches into the truck for moving over to the burn pile, watered the plants in pots, and yeah, that was enough. Still have to get the big chainsaw out to deal with this which fell off one of the tallows a week or two ago. That limb has been dead for a couple of years.

SHARE started out fairly slow on Thursday with a handful of A (one person) food orders but then it got busy with mostly big ones Cs, Ds and an E (7 and up). We're having to buy more food from the local grocers as the offerings from the regional food bank in Victoria have gotten pretty slim with all Trump's cuts to food assistance so those poor millionaires and billionaires can get even more tax cuts. It's not like they pay much tax as it is but you know, they really need that third or fourth yacht or mansion and those poor people just need to get a better job. Fortunately we have the funds from grants to do so, for now anyway, and we get donations from the dollar stores and Walmart of their day old milk and meat and produce. 

I cannot express how much I despise that man and his sycophant butt kissers whose only concern is getting richer by grifting off the American people, declaring on Juneteenth that the working stiffs have too many holidays and the economy is suffering because they get a day off while he plays golf which he has done for a full 25% of the days he has been in office and charges it all to the national treasury that we working stiffs pay into with our taxes.

 

We had an unprecedented 11 people at the yoga class Thursday night. The Monday and Wednesday class is in El Campo, the next town over but the Thursday night class is here in Wharton at Hesed House, one at 5:15 (the one I go to) and one at 6:30. Usually attendance runs between 3 - 5 people at the 5:15 time slot but Stephanie has canceled the 6:30 class for reasons and last week we had 7 and last night 11 three of whom were first timers so that little room was full though it could have accommodated one more. Anyway, the 5:15 start is tough for some people to get to after work so we all agreed to a new 5:30 start time.

We finished watching the three seasons of Hamish Macbeth. Hamish is the local constable in a small village in the Scottish highlands who solves all the local problems and mysteries becoming an integral part of the village. Hamish has ‘gone native’ so to speak and tries to keep a low profile so the big wigs in Inverness won’t transfer him to another posting. It’s very good, a comedy drama, very sweet with all the local relationships and recurring characters. I highly recommend it. We watched it on Prime.

Another sketch of a woodland violet. I think I’ll start playing with composition now.

More outdoor work planned for today. Marc mowed yesterday and I really need to get the trimmer out and go around all the flower beds and trees, something I haven’t done since before my birthday party.

Some blooming things: the phlox Ms Moon sent me, day lilies, Mexican bird of paradise.