Saturday, June 29, 2019

     The other day I did some work in the front yard on the area under the Blue Silver Palm.  I put down some rocks to create a border under the three.  The area had been initially bordered by small palm stumps, creating a look a tiny military post in the day of the wild west in America, and covered with gravel. The old gravel had been washed away, leaving the ground bare. I had tried Home Depot the other day. They only had river rocks. Today I went to Farm and Garden; they too only had river rocks.  Rock is all we have here.  Everywhere you step, there is rock. If it's covered by lawn or cement, the rock is no far beneath.  

    Mike and I were on a guided excursion on Kauai. Mike spotted a brown rock. He asked the guide where the rock came from. The guide said it was lava without turning around. Mike asked him to look. The guide said, "I don't have to. Every rock on this island is lava. The difference is the mineral content." Who would have thought it would be so hard to find black or brown gravel on this island.

    When I got home, I finally planted the hearts and flowers that Margo gave me the other day, putting down some of the soil amendment. While I was down there, I went to check on the lime tree. There were no ripe ones, but the tree was filled with these little green ones.  I have no idea what phase the tree is in. 

    I walked along the rock wall at the edge of the lower driveway. I saw plants growing out of the wall.  I needed to come down and kill those plants before they loosened the rocks and destroyed the wall.  If that wall goes, it will completely block the driveway.         

    My niece, Shivani, called.  Sidney, her two-year-old son, is the main event. He's into bubbles and cars. He definitely remembers me and Elsa.

    I was tired all day. I  felt like I was dragging myself around. I slept a lot.  Think it has something to do with Vicki's announcement that Thursday was the 18 month anniversary of her husband's death. Wow! This will come to me too.  I think it's getting through to me that I won't be seeing Mike for a long, long, long time.