Curb Alert

I have a new man in my life...His name is Weber and I am already deeply in love. In less than the time it took to cook two juicy medium rare ribeyes on the new grill the old one was scooped up by two young men in a Chevy pick up truck with the words "Hauling ass, Sucking Gas" emblazoned on the rear windshield. They were so excited. Nothing beats the sound of squealing tires and an engine revving in reverse when you've got something sitting out at the curb that you want to go away yesterday. There's a cookout in their future - Yeehaw!

We've had more than our share of rain but it's been good for the garden. It looks to be a great year for poppies,peonies, rosesand hydrangeas. The rest of the garden doesn't look too shabby either! We're uncertain how the shade gardens beneath the former maple tree will fare now that they sit in full sun. I'm pretty sure I'll have a little transplanting to do soon...

The father of a former student came by today to load his jeep with wood to make us some bowls. He is an avid wood turner and passionate about his craft. I have a lovely bowl he made me as a gift when his daughter graduated several years ago. He carefully picked out what he wanted and then put us all to shame by lifting the 100 pound chunks into the back of his car. He is one happy camper and in a year or so we'll have some precious momentos of our lost tree.