Good Going

The watering began beginning at 1am. The sprinklers were set yesterday before dark so all I had to do was turn on the water, although each half hour or so (I did not time my snoozes) I got up and switched to a different connection. The plants behind the back fence did not look well watered so I will hose that area down separately. That’s where it appears to be mowed but maybe the wind laid the dry grasses flat.
My echocardiogram was read by Dr Seda this morning. When I asked how it looked, he quipped, “well your heart is still there.” I hope all his patients get that cute chubby grin. Blood pressure is 145 over 78 and that’s good. My left ventricle wall is a little weak, he said, but not serious. He checked off a lot of things as OK on a yellow sheet that I didn’t try to translate. That sheet was handed in at the office and the clerk remarked, “Wow you must be in good shape, because you don't need another checkup until next year. Usually he wants patients back within six months.” That makes me happy but I would like myself better if I lost some belly fat.
Back at home I went and did exactly what I criticize my neighbors for doing – watering in the sun at 80 degrees. I had to extend the hose to reach out back of the fence. The irises there are doing fine, better than the ones in the yard. The little evergreens were brown as could be. None of them lived. There are Virginia creeper vines and I am tempted to let those plants climb up the fence. The leaves turn bright red in the fall but the vines are not very pretty if the leaves fall off. Anyway I'll face that decision some other time. Today's watering is as complete as it is going to get and probably not again until next week. .
My microwave is in an awkward place, above the water heater, but it’s still the best place considering how little counter space I have. I put a cabinet on the south wall and that helped but the cords on the coffeemaker and toaster are short and those appliances are close to the edge. I had a sturdy box constructed to bring me up at a safer height to lift out hot stuff. When I lean back my hip bumps the toaster. OK. Except yesterday I made toast and then nuked a cup of coffee. The cup was too full and the toaster too hot and my hip was too bare. Yeah, a nasty burn. Got an extension cord connected – like closing the barn door...etc...
My shipment of SAGESONG arrived. I scheduled a book sell/signing for a week from Sunday at the Refuge. Now to arrange more publicity at a local bookstore.
I have tomorrow free, would you believe it? Well not exactly. I picked all the apricots I shook off my tree and they will be cleaned and frozen first thing in the morning, while the sun is in the east. I would have done the job when I brought them in but the sun was too hard on my eyes. The sun is down. the dark is up. The bed beckons.
Naomi Sherer