On Sunday, Aug. 26th
I was up at 7 and out the door for my walk. The sky was filled with gray
clouds, some darker than others, but I felt positive that they would pass. I
was determined to get a walk in this morning. It was so peaceful at this time
of the morning and my walk took me down the lane, west on North Line and south
on Baptist Church Road to the turbine entrance. Then, back again. It was more
leisurely than usual and I did my arm exercises as I walked.
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| A cloudy view of the turbines |
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| Cloudy sky |
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| Everyday I walk over this pretty rock, imbedded in the asphalt |
When I returned at
7:35, Bill was getting up. I’d already let Clemson out before I left so he
remained snuggled up in bed. When Bill came down, we had our morning brew and
read blog posts to see what our friends did the previous day. Most of us
experienced rain, even as far west as Tuscon, Az. Nancy was getting some pretty
outstanding thunder storms and was right outside snapping pictures for us. You
can check them out on her blog at Kissack Adventures.
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| this looks promising |
There was promise in
the sky, as I’d hoped, as the clouds at least lightened up. Bill had a couple
of pieces of toast for energy and went out and began trimming the weeds around
the buildings and fences on the property. I sorted and loaded 2 loads of
laundry and 2 loads of sheets, bedspread and linens into the Rav. By the time I left for Durham, I had Plan A
in my head, that I would be drying them all at the laundromat rather than bring
them home to hang. The sky looked 'iffy' again.
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| Our Suite peeks through the trees |
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| The marshy pond is still |
I loaded the 4 machines
and sat outside on the bench with my Kobo and phone, texting back and forth
with Donna and our friend, Pat. Before the wash loads were done, the clouds had
pretty much moved out of the way and I decided to go to Plan B. So, thinking of
the amount of space on my umbrella dryer, I tossed the sheets and heavy
chenille bedspread into the dryer. The clothes were folded wet to avoid wrinkles, and I brought
them home to hang.
It was just after 10:30
when I nipped into Foodland, they are never closed! I wanted to get more Zero
Coke for Bill and also found a sampler pack of Flavoured Soda Water. Dr.
Persaud suggested that Bill give it a shot since he isn’t fond of water. The
cost is not a big deal for us, not that we have a money tree or anything, but we
were buying Cranberry Juice by the gallon and always had Coke in the fridge
anyway. One just replaces the other. I hope he likes the Soda Water.
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| He was hungry today |
After hanging the
clothes, Bill had finished the back half of the Ridge trimming. We discussed having lunch after he finished the front property. I gave him 30 minutes and when I saw
him walking up the drive, that was my cue to start the bacon and eggs. At least
today offers a good day for barbecuing supper, I just have to see what is in
the freezer. I cleaned up dishes and made the bed up while Bill relaxed in his
recliner. He’s been on the go since 9 so deserves a catnap.
Sitting here, catching
up on my post, I was surprised to see Clemson cleaning out his dish. The little
guy must be hungry! He never, may I repeat NEVER eats all of his hard food.
There is always some left in the dish that he might peck away at a couple of
times a day. I guess he’s totally feeling better. He still isn’t comfortable
jumping up onto the bed and I’m nervous for him, so have been lifting him up
each night. He has done it twice but it must have been too scary. He used to
enjoy going up there often throughout the day but now is missing out on that.
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| I don't know if you can see Bill in the storage shed working on his table, but he's in there this is the only picture I will share Check his post out at On Our Way |
The rest of the day was
free. I was going to cut the sitting area of the lawn (my responsibility) with
the small mower, but by the time I’d finished hanging clothes I was lovingly
informed that I wasn’t going to be doing that. The day was already hot and even
though Bill was still working, he wanted me to wait until the cool of tomorrow
morning to take care of it. No problem! I didn’t have plans for early Monday other than a walk. I
pulled some meat out of the freezer and took my Kobo outside to sit and relax.
Bill was happy, working
on the rolling table that he wants in his shed. Hmm, taking Shirley’s advice,
we need to come up with a better name. I’ll keep you informed! We’ve got a Ridge
Roost, a Ridge Restroom, Black Beauty, Ridge Rav and a Suite so maybe by the
end of the day, we’ll have a new name. 😊 I wasn’t outside long and Donna
texted asking if we were around and that they were going to pop over on their
way home from the Acreage.
Donna and I sat and chatted in
the king chairs and compared ‘Mom’ stories while Bill and Gerry wandered down
to the new shed and discussed Bill’s plans for a table et al. It was maybe 45
minutes later that they said goodbye and headed on home to Hanover. I went up
the hill and began folding the clothes off the line. Everything was dry long
ago and they were flapping in the fresh air. When I brought the clothes in, I
took the chenille bedspread back out to complete the drying on it. It was just
a tinge damp.
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| Supper was healthy and delicious! |
Then Bill went back to
work on the table and I sat under the awning and read more of my book. It was 5:45
when I lit the Weber. I’d seen Bill packing up his tools. We grilled 2 chicken
thighs and 2 loin chops and inside I cooked a cob of corn and steamed some
broccoli for supper. One each and the remaining pieces will be Tuesday night’s meal.
We had the last dish of rhubarb crisp to finish it off and did dishes up.
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| A pretty hazy sun tonight before it sets |
Bill reminded me to
bring the bedspread in off the line before it got damp all over again and then
Clemson and I went for a walk down the laneway. It is a very calm evening and
still sitting around 75F/24C. I checked out Bill’s handiwork for the day and
wow! That is a big table but it is what Bill wanted and it is finished. Now he
can work on the landing gear on his Stinson that was damaged a couple of weeks
ago.
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| Inspector checks things out |
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| Well? What do you think, Clem? |
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| And this is where the name was born "Dear, I think we should name it The Hangar" |
I’ve done well today
with my walks, managing 4.69 miles/7.5km. But I’m bummed that I can’t sync to
my laptop or Android phone. A reader yesterday suggested I call Fitbit about
my ‘syncing’ problem so will take care of that tomorrow. Thanks Contessa! My
last resort would be to remove my tracker and re-install it.
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| Good night from The Ridge |
Thank you for taking a
peek in today. Your comments are always appreciated.
