This is my third installment of A Day in My Life, hosted by Little Jenny Wren.
I was up at 7:30, enjoying a little extra sleep since it’s Saturday. I got washed up, took care of the animals, then set the table for our breakfast. We had just cereal and orange juice, as George was soon to be out the door, loading up his bike, and heading off with his friend, Dave, for a ride on on the Catherine Valley Trail.
I set to work on my Saturday chores, stripping the bed, doing laundry, giving the kitchen a thorough cleaning.
Outdoors, I filled the bird feeders, planted a new dahlia we found at the farm market, and set some green pepper plants.
I picked some of the rhubarb, which hasn’t been its best with little rain.
Thinking we would again have a dry day, I gave all my plants a good watering. I set the sun tea jar out with four tea bags, to perk a nice tea to have iced later.
The morning’s dishes were washed, and the day’s laundry was hung to dry. I spent some time checking my email, reading the blogs, and having an early lunch of leftovers.
Just past noon, Martha started her barking, and I knew George had returned. He set to mowing the lawn, the second time this year. He zipped around and did the neighbor’s yard too, and later was thanked with a treat from the bakery.
We sat out front and visited a bit, as he cooled down with a drink. Martha laid on the stoop next to us, her favorite place in nice weather. Dad called and we talked about plans for tomorrow. There was a brief rain, maybe twenty minutes, but a needed soaking. I heated up the rest of the leftovers for George’s lunch, then made a run to the grocery store picking up some things on sale, and the items I need for tomorrow’s picnic. Put away the groceries, looked through the mail, and put my feet up for a bit, as George had dozed off watching the History Channel.
We had dinner out on the deck, under the canopy, as a light rain fell (twice in one day!) George had grilled a steak, while I steamed some carrots and made long-grain and wild rice. Birds were all about us, redwings, mourning doves, house finches, goldfinches, chickadees, a chipping sparrow, and a norther flicker, high in the tall tree out back.
After I cleaned off the table, I brought my laptop out back, and saw that Garrett might be on instant-messenger. We chatted back and forth a bit, as I watched the clouds roll in.
After dinner, I prepared an orange-zucchini bread for the oven, washed the dishes, and jumped into the shower. My day has wound down, and I am ready to finish this post, and settle down for the evening and read a book. Saturdays are my favorite day of the week, with another relaxing day to look forward to tomorrow.