It is Monday once again. The days seem to fly by and I am always busy doing three things at once. It was a good weekend and I spent Saturday evening on my knees pulling weeds out of a flower bed. The evening was perfect, a cool light breeze, I could hear families enjoying the pool and the smell of campfires drifted my way as I pulled all the crab grass out that was choking my tiny marigolds as they tried to push themselves higher. I got the whole bed done and was quite happy with the results. I went on to clean the restrooms as dusk made it hard to see and then fell exhausted into bed after showering.
Sunday morning I dragged my old bones out to the kitchen at 5:30 and prepared the sticky for the buns, got the cinnamon and the sticky buns in the pans rising and went out to clean the restrooms and admire my handiwork of the last evening. Saw some weeds I missed and attended to them. If I clean and stock the restrooms as night falls, you would think that the morning's cleaning would be easy. It was this weekend, except for a Friday afternoon event of finger painting the wall with poop..........
It has finally happened .............. I sold out of pastries Saturday! That is why I dragged myself out of my comfy bed so early on Sunday. Sunday sales were good, too. Only three buns out of the dozen I cooked were left and the muffins went also. The muffins this week were healthy. I put out a sample tray Sunday morning and every one agreed that they were as tasty as they were healthy, with carrots and coconut, raisins and walnuts. They were really good warm, if I hadn't been so busy I would have slathered one with butter, but I had to eat it plain.
Rain threatened and fell a little yesterday and I got a lot more gardening done, until I realized how very weary I was. I spent a few hours staring dumbly at the TV when not dozing. So, all rested this morning I was ready to tackle the world. I worked in my garden all morning in the heat and humidity ( my youngest used to call it humility......... I guess sweating is humbling .......). I was standing in the shadow of my peach tree leaning on my rake watching the hummingbirds feed at the feeders on my front porch; a gentle breeze against my back cooled me as I marveled at the beauty of nature ................ that is when the horsefly bit me and I got myself inside with air conditioning and a window between me and the nature's beauty!