Fact: Natural gas was first transported by pipelines around 500 B.C. by the Chinese. They used bamboo to trap and transport gas that seeped to the ground’s surface.
At 7:00 AM, the temperature was a balmy 76 degrees! We had coffee on the patio and discussed the work plans for the day. The consensus was 1) outside yard work first, then 2) inside work when the temperature rises! Perfect, we have a plan!
I have decided to use smaller words on this blog!
Scout had some companions over to visit. I overheard Scout delineating how the water closet functioned. His elucidation was whimsical, but he was flawless in his interpretation of how this facility functioned.
Scout had friends over!
It was too warm to work outside after 11:00 AM, so we hit the yard by 8:00 AM, with Mary dead-heading the roses and me cleaning up the He-Shed and assisting the gardener in rerouting some water pipes/sprinklers. The yard looks pretty good, and I have the grass quite green, thanks to some lawn fertilizer I found in the He-Shed a week ago!
Mary passed by me working in the garage and asked, “Why do gardeners plant bulbs?” I hazard two guesses, neither of which was close. Then, she told me, ” So that the worms can see where they are going.”
Mary works in the yard.
Mary quacks me up, but I found out it was not her; we had visitors. Daffy and Daisy landed in our pool! They paddled around for a while, and then I decided it was time to chase them away before they were naughty. OK, here it is: “What do you call a cat that swallows a duck? A duck-filled-fatty-puss.”
We had visitors.
I sauntered to the pool and then yelled, “Boo!” Feathers flew, and they were off like a bat out of Hell, flapping their little wings reaching the speed of sound. As they departed, I heard one of them say, “What do you call a cow and two ducks? Cheese and quackers.”
“Off we go into the wild blue yonder, off we go into the sky!”
By 3:00 PM, we were done! We spent three hours in the office; Mary emptied four boxes of stuff, and I went through half of the bookshelf and got all the iPads charged up. It was time to get ready for dancing.
While checking the iPhone, it notified me that Google made a collage from recent pictures. I checked it out and this is what I got!
Google made a collage for me.
We met Connor and Margo at the Elks; We got there about 5:30 PM, and they showed up at about 6:15 PM. We dined and danced for three hours and then it was time to go home. They have known each other for many years, starting back in Junior High and the relationship has been on and off.
The kids actually did some line dancing!
Ronnie was the D.J. and he did a terrific job! The old folks provided him with a list of songs to play, and he executed the list wonderfully. We kicked up our heels and had a super time. I asked Connor, “Why don’t ghosts like parties?” He was ready for a “Grandpa!” and I replied, “They have nobody to dance with.”
Ronnie was in rare form tonight.
Kids will be kids; this time, it seems serious!
Ah!
The kids do not mind visiting with the old folks, which is an excellent character trait. It’s not a well-understood event but consider the following.
A big amen to that!
To this day, I wish I had spent more time with Aunt Opal, Aunt Edith, and Aunt Alma!
May will be the start of a video library of our friends telling stories for everyone to share.
We had two tables and twenty people this evening. Mary is visiting Bob below, and everyone else is engrossed in conversations. We have a fun group! Loads of fun for all!
We had a full house!
The D.J. changed the type of music at about 9:00 PM, going for the younger crowd, and that was OK; we headed for home!
