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Bay Preserve, Osprey, FL--Fog Bank
 
 
 
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.

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  1. Hi Olga! Sounds like you have everything in control heading into the next season, your recipe for weed killer is one i will copy down for sure, I hope your husband continues to feel better, wish I could go for a bike ride!! I have never had a second home to travel back and forth from but I think it sounds like a big job, cleaning the freezer sounds like some interesting meals coming up! Maybe soups and casseroles!!Nothing boring about that!

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    1. Some very interesting meals--for me. My hubbie does not do interesting.

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  2. That's always the hard part of closing up -- getting rid of the leftover freezer items. Glad to hear that Mike is exercising -- I think it will help him. I really must get my husband to try your weed killer.
    Peace,
    Muff

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    1. That weed killer works way better than the commercial brands. And it doesn't feel like I am spraying poison around my yard--salad dressing and a little cleaner.

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  3. What more could you want than to be happy. I suspect a lot of people can't say they're happy. Something money can't buy.

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  4. Olga - the only reason I have time to contemplate what I learned in my first winter as a snowbird is that my husband Art does all the worrying about the food! You can bet we are eating oddly these last few days before our return home.

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    1. Have a safe trip home. I always enjoy reading your thoughts.

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  5. Don't worry. Linda the Bag Lady puts us all to shame.

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  6. Ha ha, Linda does set the bar high doesn't she. I think you need to get Mike a bike also and you can ride together. Biking is like walking, more fun and time goes faster when you have company.
    My brother and his wife ride everyday they are in Florida and while they are older than me years wise, they are much younger health wise.

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    1. I won't be surprised if Mike does get a bike by next winter.

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