Today the dirt. My goal in accompanying the girls on an expedition to the village wide in Tribes HIll was flower pots.
It was achieved. Now all I need is to go get dirt. I mix composted oats from the great oat fall with sand and composted horse poo. Makes a decent mix and the price is right.
The Rains Came — Tuesday, November 5, 2024
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This seems like the Garage Sale weekend of the year! I didn't get anything special this year at any Garage Sales!
NICE!
Find anything interesting at the sales?
I had a nice little scare when I poked my nose near the noisy side of a smaller one of these. The sign said, "Danger, equipment starts automatically" and I was thinking that it's never going to do anything, judging by how dry the ground was. So I peek over and around hoping to get a nice photo. I do believe I needed to change my pants after the thing slammed open and Niagra came shooting out.
I'll stick to garage sales.
MOn@rch, I LOVE garage sales, just love .'em. We had so much fun although I swear they walked the feet right offa me. lol I got some terrific goodies for almost nothing.
Steve, flower pots, fancy, heavy glazed ceramic ones for fifty cents or a buck apiece. I was tickled pink, I'll tell ya.
I can not imagine what you must have felt when that water started. Dang.
I have a love/hate relationship with the river. It is lovely. It moderates our weather so we get later frosts in the fall.
Yet on some level I must be really afraid of it because I have nightmares about trying to cross it without a bridge all the time...weird huh? Thanks for the camera tip!
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