Wednesday, May 4, 2022

Thursday, Muddy Thursday

Enchanted Peace came back very strong. Hint: do not rush into a floral shop on Saturday and ask if there are any flowers left. They are the leftovers - reserve early or grow your own. Christina said, "I want to smell roses when I open the front door." And she did. 
 

Most of us take our garbage barrels out Thursday because the truck pickup is unpredictable on Friday.

When we have long-term sod soakers, like this week, the backyards are a soupy clay that pulls the feet ankle deep. Our entire backyard is one pond now, with the excess draining along the sides and out into the street. 

IBM expects us to have rain the rest of the day, all night, and tomorrow. This has happened so many times on Thursday that I thought of a movie title for it - Thursday, Muddy Thursday.


 Queen Elizabeth is impossibly beautiful, developed by a Creation scientist, a PhD in his field. Riddle me that one, evolutionists.


My best chance to survive Muddy Thursday is pulling the garbage and recycling barrels through the kitchen and living room again, leaving a trail of rainwater and leaves. 

We are not likely to flood, because our yard is slanted toward the street, the street toward Scott, and Scott toward White Road, which also is downhill and away from us. 

Friday and Saturday will be sunny, so the roses should be blooming well for Mothers Day.

 Fragrant Cloud is beautifully formed and potent with fragrance. I saw this year that they are eager to grow.