easy money and general stuff

White orchid tree flower

More rain Friday but not too much (the new crop of mosquitoes are tiny but they still bite and their small size makes them harder to kill). As soon as I loaded up the trunk of the car with all the plastic containers it started sprinkling but I went ahead hoping that the rain I drove through would not be happening on the other side of town where the recycling center was and it wasn’t so I got that taken care of without getting wet. It had already stopped by the time I headed back through town. On the way home I stopped at the Easy Lube to get a pound of okra. Weird, I know, but one of the guys that works there sells it from his garden. 

And believe it or not I finally got all the accumulated metal taken to the metal recyclers. When I got home from taking the plastic I loaded up the truck with three tubs and one cardboard box of aluminum beer cans, one tub of other aluminum cans and containers, two tubs of miscellaneous steel cans and containers, an ironing board, and two rusted out wheelbarrows. Came away with $11.41. Should have loaded up my rusty old bike which is never going to get refurbished. Next time. I’m so glad to finally get that taken care of.

I stopped by the Hesed House market Thursday afternoon to get some local honey and they’ve already sold two packages of the note cards during the one week they’ve had them so that seems promising.

Not much else going on. The sky has been white and hazy the last week or so from the Saharan dust that blows west every year. Joe returned the next day to finish mowing the shop yard. Paisleigh came over for an hour or so until her Granny got home from work and helped me fix dinner until she got bored and then entertained Marc or he entertained her or both. The corn has turned completely brown in the field across the road so I guess they will be harvesting soon. I slept for an hour or so after I went to bed last night and then woke and could not go back to sleep so I read until 3 AM, a kind of strange book that I’m nearing the end of and can’t imagine how it will end. Another very big branch fell during Wednesday’s storm from the one pecan tree that last summer’s hurricane did not damage. It’s the only one of the three that has developing pecans as nearly as I can tell.

I have yard work to do outside but I may stay in today and finish that book or draw or paint or both or all three or not. I’m moving very slow on four hours of sleep.

Per Codex’s request, here are some close-ups of the Mexican bird of paradise flowers.