This is going to be one of those weird lazy days. I went to bed fairly early last night -- about 10 or 11 -- and woke up this morning a little after 7.
I don't actually need to be at work, however, until about 8 P.M. (I'm flying the early Fed Special to Jacksonville tonight.) Meanwhile . . . well . . . here I am.
So I'm going to do some laundry, run the dishwasher and have a two-hour breakfast.
Maybe I'll pick up a bunch of the lemons that have fallen from the lemon tree. There are probably 20 or more of them lying on the ground in the front yard. Then I can haul them out back and throw them, one by one, underhanded, into the large circular area I have designated as the lemon range. It was a horse paddock when the previous owners lived here. When we first moved in it was just a fenced-in round patch of hoof-pounded sand maybe fifty feet across. I tore down all the fencing when I got here. Now it has grown in and become a grassy field. I've been throwing all the fallen lemons out there for a couple of seasons. Aside from providing food for all the critters that live out there, I'm hoping that maybe one day I might get a new tree or two out of it.
Apart from that, I might do some reading, watch some TV, pay a couple of bills or go for a ride. There is a trail that starts about five miles from here that I've been intending to hike for a while now. Maybe today would be a good day to do that. I'll see how I feel after my two-hour breakfast.
I just realized that today is the birthday of the U.S. Marine Corps. On this date, 10 November, in the year 1775, the Corps was officially founded in a place called Tun Tavern in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
So Happy Birthday, USMC. I hope it is free of Iraqi car bombs, surface-to-air missles and rocket-propelled grenades.
I don't actually need to be at work, however, until about 8 P.M. (I'm flying the early Fed Special to Jacksonville tonight.) Meanwhile . . . well . . . here I am.
So I'm going to do some laundry, run the dishwasher and have a two-hour breakfast.
Maybe I'll pick up a bunch of the lemons that have fallen from the lemon tree. There are probably 20 or more of them lying on the ground in the front yard. Then I can haul them out back and throw them, one by one, underhanded, into the large circular area I have designated as the lemon range. It was a horse paddock when the previous owners lived here. When we first moved in it was just a fenced-in round patch of hoof-pounded sand maybe fifty feet across. I tore down all the fencing when I got here. Now it has grown in and become a grassy field. I've been throwing all the fallen lemons out there for a couple of seasons. Aside from providing food for all the critters that live out there, I'm hoping that maybe one day I might get a new tree or two out of it.
Apart from that, I might do some reading, watch some TV, pay a couple of bills or go for a ride. There is a trail that starts about five miles from here that I've been intending to hike for a while now. Maybe today would be a good day to do that. I'll see how I feel after my two-hour breakfast.
I just realized that today is the birthday of the U.S. Marine Corps. On this date, 10 November, in the year 1775, the Corps was officially founded in a place called Tun Tavern in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
So Happy Birthday, USMC. I hope it is free of Iraqi car bombs, surface-to-air missles and rocket-propelled grenades.