I guess I had a couple more blogger’s sick days in which I did not even have the wherewithal to post a few whiny words about how I couldn’t make a blog post. Ooh, here’s a Freudian typo: I first put “shiny words.” I guess I want to feel that my talent as a writer always shines through. It is my one talent, after all. Or do I flatter myself? Never mind, on with my Lame Post Friday post, made early-ish Saturday morning.
That magic elixir, coffee.
I am on my second cup of coffee. I am enjoying it quite a bit. I went without if for two days, substituting tea for my morning cuppa (I believe I mentioned it the last time I made a blog post). I love tea, but coffee is what gets me going in the morning. Not that I am actually going right now, but I am blogging, so we’ll call that a win, however lame this post may turn out to be (I am thinking very, but I am also my worst critic) (that earlier line about my writing talent notwithstanding).
Only a dream?
It took me a long time to find a second picture to liven up the post. This is from 2017, a really good year for my container garden. I was determined to have one this year, but, alas, not determined enough. Perhaps I can get out and at least do a few things in the yard this morning. Unfortunately, it is supposed to rain (my bunions and the weather forecast said so). I think I even heard a few drops earlier. I suppose I could do a certain amount in the rain, then take a very soapy shower, hoping not to track too much mud between the door and the bathroom. It might be a good idea to eat breakfast first.
These plants don’t seem to have any problem growing.
I wanted to add one more picture. Regular readers may remember that this was meant to serve as inspiration for the murder mystery I must finish. That will be a good thing to work on if it pours rain later. Such plans! Such ambition! Will I accomplish anything? The uncertainty will add interest to my Saturday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 