One great thing that happened is that on our jaunt yesterday, we stopped into a Tractor Supply store to check and see if they had any seeds. I was quite happy to see that they had both peas and beans. I'd lost an awful lot of plants (seeds?) from the first planting. I was not sure what critters had wreaked that havoc, but now I could replant. It is anybody's guess whether I will get anything from them, but today, I reseeded all the empty places in the three rows of beans and peas. I worked for two or three hours but it was hot and I'd unwisely skipped breakfast, so I went inside to sit in the cool and have a drink and a bite to eat.
I listened to some crows making a big to-do in the pine tree by the garden with a sinking feeling. They are very smart birds. They didn't go in the garden, but they seemed to be quite aware that I'd planted some treats for them.
I thought unkind thoughts.
I went back down to the garden to give everything another good watering before I left. Two chipmunks watched me from nearby.
The little stinkers.
It is a conspiracy, I tell you. The woodland creatures conspire against me.
We came home about five. I just finished making the macaroni salad and potato salad for tomorrow. I baked the short cake for the strawberries. I made a gallon of sour cherry lemonade. Tomorrow, I'll get up and make the broccoli salad. We're having a cookout.
The town's fireworks are Sunday night.
The parade is Monday morning. My daughter and grandson are marching. I've never been much for parades, but one of our local Republican big wigs is in a bit of hot water. He generally strolls along in the parade, waving grandly as a person in a elephant costume dances around him. If he does march, I hope there is a clown with baggy pants decorated with big flames dancing around him this year. Life would be much more exciting if a liar's pants actually did catch fire.
Happy belated Canada Day for all you folks up north. Happy 4th of July to those who are celebrating with me.