We've been enjoying beautiful summer weather for the past week with temps in the 80's and 90's and low humidity, but today it's been overcast and we had a little rain. I know; you get tired of hearing about how we love the weather here; but how often do you have temps in the high 80's/low 90's w/33% humidity in MN?
One of the first projects Bob saw needing when we arrived was a power wash of the front deck; a 12 x32 elevated deck off the livingroom and visible through the wall of windows. It was really weathered and looked like a bed of splinters. Well; no more! It's no longer grey and while not one to walk on with bare feet, it looks gorgeous and we've actually felt like sitting out there. Since the view from the livingroom and this deck extends beyond three mountain ranges we thought it should have some color; but what plants do you put out in a location which gets intense sun and heat for 8 hours? Everything that would survive was the same color as the foliage. Until I came to Yucca; but not just Yucca; a striped Yucca in cream and green. Water requirements: arid/dry. Perfect, and in the green pots we already had, they are just what it needed. Now I must look into keeping them over winter without putting them into the ground.
I'm typing this with my left hand, having had an ordeal late yesterday that my mom would have said "well, this wasn't on my agenda". I'd gone to check the girls' - our laying hens - water and as I stepped over the board below the gate intended to keep out critters, a gust of wind came through this mini-tunnel, swinging the gate open while I was still hanging onto it. Since I was in the process of movement, there was momentum and try that I did to stay upright, I failed, falling onto the pallet we use as a step on my right knee and catching myself between the pallet and gate with my right arm. Have you ever had a dislocated shoulder? OMG does that hurt! I found myself in a "I've fallen and can't get up" situation and the chickens were no help at all, just standing there looking at me and after discussing it, turned on their little feet and went back to look for bugs. I hadn't hit my head at all, and after a couple of minutes, needing to take the pressure off my right arm, I was able to grasp the far edge of the gate and pull myself to a more upright position. Bob couldn't hear me because the house was closed up but long story short, I eventually got myself into a position where I could stand up and hobbled down to the house where Bob cared for my immediate needs and then we headed for the emergency room. Fortunately, although busy, they weren't so busy that I couldn't be seen almost immediately. They asked for my name, then ordered an xray and put me in a wheelchair with a pillow for my arm. The tech was there soon and after the second xray got me back in the chair and took me to the examination rooms saying "this woman has a dislocated shoulder; she needs a room NOW." By the time they were ready to put me out to readjust the shoulder, I was ready to do something drastic. What bliss that anesthesia brought. Emergency room personnel are truly special people. But it wasn't just them. The xray tech knew of the excruciating pain that accompanies dislocations and he acted accordingly. We were impressed.
Tomorrow Bob sees the ortho surgeon in prep for his knee replacement surgery in Sept. and later in the week I have a visit with the gastroenterologist. Ah, joy!
The fire works have begun at the neighbor's. More joy. I hope your holiday weekend was one of fun and good food. Except for the slight interlude, ours was; including cold southern fried chicken for breakfast this morning. I didn't get to enjoy it so much last night. Yum.
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