Fact: A bridge for squirrels exists. – A town in Washington has a treetop bridge over a busy road that’s just big enough for squirrels, and it’s called the “Nutty Narrows Bridge.” A squirrel bridge is a construction (similar to a wildlife crossing) that enables small animals, especially squirrels and martens, to safely cross busy roadways. The bridges are a measure for wildlife management and natural habitat preservation and serve the functions of both animal welfare and accident prevention. The Nutty Narrows Bridge in Longview, Washington, built-in 1963, is regarded as the first of its kind. The city has since built six other bridges for squirrels.
We were up and going early today as there was a lot of gardening to do! We pulled weeds, dug up small trees, fixed the sprinkler system, and generally kept busy! We worked from 8:00 AM until almost 3:00 PM, but the place looks good!
Happy Pre-Valentine’s Day, dear Mary!
Scout assisted all day, primarily by laying down and keeping an eye on the stray elephants! I told Mary, “A weed is a plant that has mastered every survival skill except for learning how to grow in rows.”
We dug in the dirt all day long!
Then I asked Mary, “What are the kinds of socks a gardener wears? Garden hose.”
Mary was weeding, but she had a question for me. “When weeding, the best way to make sure you are removing a weed and not a valuable plant?” I answered, “Pull on it. If it comes out of the ground easily, it is a valuable plant.”
Mary put in little signs in the garden to help us know ow where everything was located!
Say what?
I must remember to wear a belt next time before I go gardening! I do not want to scare Scout.
I took out some palm trees that were starting.
Mary had MY camera next to her and snapped a picture which I found out about hours later. Note to self; go on Amazon and buy braces (suspenders).
Frightening!
Now the drip lines are all working.
We stopped for a few minutes at noon and had lunch, a working man’s lunch! Afterward, I was full of energy and worked two more hours!
Lunch was served; baby back ribs!
We love leftovers, we have to, or nothing would fit in the frig!
Beans, rice, halibut, and pot roast!
We were smart and wore our hats all day!
Down the hatch!
We worked in the front yard for a while. So my neighbor sees me kneeling, busy in my garden, and asks what I’m doing. I responded, “I’m putting all my plants in alphabetical order.” He said, “Really?! I don’t know how you find the time!” Of course, without missing a beat, I said, “It’s right next to the sage.”
We planted almost 50 separate plants!
At 3:30 PM, we turned on the TV in the kitchen. I do NOT watch the Super Bowl as it goes against my thoughts. Paying guys millions of dollars to toss around a little misshapen rubber ball? Then the halftime looked like May Day at the spastics convention. No music, damn little talent, indistinguishable lyrics, and the fireworks were aimed in the wrong direction…the fireworks should have been aimed at the stage. Pitiful to have this slop broadcast all over the world. No wonder half the world does not like us.
Mary cooked while the sloppy bowl played, so I was busy peeling, slicing, and dicing. She made lentil soup, and I fixed up some artichokes. We had a great dinner at the end of the game. Once I knew the halftime was NOT going to reappear, I watched the last ten minutes of the game.
We then hit the swim spa for an hour before going to bed and doing some reading. We were going to watch Eureka, but after working all day, we crashed.
How true!
Good night everyone.
