Ooooooo. We were walking back and the girls said “Money!” Sure enough it was a couple notes that the groundskeepers must have ran over when they last cut the grass. There was nothing left other than what we managed to find and tape back together. Some bird has an expensive nest.
The coffee is going down good this morning. I’m sitting here sipping on a cup and listening to a couple of my neighbors mowing their yards. There’s something about the smell of freshly cut grass. It smells kinda sorta sweet to me.
I will be having a couple visitors today who will be spending the night. That will mean a walk over to the park if the weather holds (and it is supposed to rain today) and for sure some planting to do. I have to get my green onions planted today and I have the perfect planter for them to go in and I know two volunteers. Then maybe we can stake out where some blueberries could go just to get an idea of how many plants I would need.
In the mean while, back to sipping on some coffee, listening to the birds and watching my neighbors cut their grass. That sure looks like some work to me.