Yesterday was fairly busy with more nothingness. We went to breakfast in Kingston just outside of Pymouth at Persy's. They have huge omelets. I have mine made with egg beaters.
But I still bring half of it home. Then I went for a walk on the Plymouth harbor jetty. It might be a mile round trip. I hadn't walked it since last summer and it looked like the rocks moved. The crevices between the rocks got huge or my legs got a foot shorter. Probably the latter.Then we did our weekly tour of houses for sale. Of course the only one's I like, I can't afford.
Then it was back home to do the weekly ritual of mowing the lawn. This time I had to mow the field area which I don't maintain as a real lawn. I had to mow it because it was almost up to my knees. There are three almost dead maples that line the
street. One of them has giant weeds around the trunk. I got out the round-up to kill it and ended up with a million ants on me. It was quite traumatic but I survived the ordeal. Bob can't believe I can do the entire job. I can't either, but on the bright side it is good exercise.
