My Mom will soon arrive to view the sad state of my garden. The garden doesn’t have much to look at other than the weeds, and I really need to get out there to wrestle it back under control. Unfortunately, we had heavy rain last night and I have bathrooms to clean and floors to mop and a coffee pot to run vinegar through when Dale’s not home to object. Long ago, Abby’s cousin Jeremiah told her that you vacuum the floor when it is dirty.
“No,” she said, “You vacuum the floor when someone’s coming over.” (She learned it from the best…or maybe the worst.)
I made myself a “Mom’s Coming: Get This Done” list. Hopefully, it will spur me on. In case it doesn’t, I’m posting some photos of pretty flowers found in my garden this month to tide Mom over, and praying Mom can once again look past the weeds.
