March already. Yikes! We will be heading back to Vermont in a month. Time to start thinking about using up all the food in the freezer/refrigerator. It is an exercise I find kind of like doing a jigsaw puzzle in reverse. I always seem to end up with that open freezer bag of broccoli with maybe three icy stalks left inside. Also we will leave on a Saturday and garbage day is Thursday, so there is that to factor in as well.
Some people use their winter time get aways as valuable reflection time and write posts about all they have learned in the time away. See Thoughts of a Bag Lady in Waiting, for example. I'm sitting here writing about freezer-burned vegetables and garbage pick-up. I feel kind of bad about myself right now.
I did not go for a long bicycle ride I had planned for yesterday. It was very windy and that takes a lot of the fun right out of a pedal when you hit it head on--as, inevitably, you do.
I did, however, get out and clean up the old mulch in all but one planted area. I will put down a new layer of soggy newspaper and cover it with new mulch in an attempt to keep down the weeds over the summer. I suppose if there isn't some rain soon plant growth of any kind won't be an issue.
I have to mix up a batch of weed killer for the woman who will be watching the place to spray on the stone path. My recipe is: 1 gallon of cider vinegar, 1/2 cup table salt, and a few drops of Dawn dish washing liquid. (Don't want to end up on the bulletin board of shame at the community clubhouse!).
Mike's foot swelling has subsided. He has a follow-up appointment next Tuesday. I expect that he will be told that his feet are not swollen now. I am preparing a list of questions and concerns to take along.
Here is a big surprise, though. He has started borrowing my bike and going for rides around the park -- short rides, but a few each day. He needs to exercise to keep his weight down. I did not nag, he just did it on his own. We are both happy.