My Guys

Another slow day. Some bits of me are better, some are worse. I get around easier. The weather has been exquisite. I stretch out in the lounge chair for long periods of time, and then I go in and take a nap to rest from all that exertion. The cat is in heaven hanging out with both of us.


We have finished putting up all the tomato cages, and Mr S has pounded in most of the stakes. My job was to go around and tie the cages to the stakes, a task that I could handle.


SIP 44, Ankle 13