Monday after Sunday

 Super night of sleep and then ready for the day.  I did another trip south to North to clean up the mess I left yesterday.  

                                                A little of the same...a little different. 


Some things were packed away.  Some things we took out of the sanctuary went back in and some new stuff was added.  


I finished decorating for the season in the west lobby.  Sometimes Easter comes later than planned.  I feel like it's closer to finished now even though I said finished before.  It depends on how the body feels when finished comes.  Visited a bit and then finally was on the way home again by noon. We're set for a while.

                    It  looks a little like Easter but other things are gone.  I'm hoping it's a Spring look.

Lunch happened and then of course outside happened.  More charlie gone.  I planted a 4 ft. butterfly bush gifted to us

                                  A little bush that has room to grow in the bed. Something new!

 Dug out some bird planted Joe Pye Weed.  We have that in other places.  Did some trimming.  Well maybe a lot of trimming.  
                                                Proof for sure.  There is more waiting.

Neighbor Kathy was out working so I made a power protein drink for us and we sat in the sun and visited for a while.  The conversation was all over the place.  What fun.  

Supper happened with the first asparagus.  It was DELICIOUS!  What a spring treat with some added horseradish.  Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina.  Well, maybe Hawaii.  Maybe not.  

The final four is tonight.  Of course we're rooting for Michigan.  Maybe being at the final four would be finer.  No...we close enough.  

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