Good evening, Roses. My poor roses no longer look as pretty as they did a month ago. Too much rain. And the leaves are starting to fall but it’s just a reminder that autumn isn’t far away. Only a month or so. The weather today is gorgeous, only in the low 70s. The temp n the morning is likely to be low to mid 60s. What a fabulous break from the heat!
So, I had this great idea to arrange for your packages to be picked up by my carrier rather than lug them all to the post office. Well, here it is, nearly 5:30 pm, and, you guessed it, no mail carrier yet. I could have taken them like I usually do to the nearest post office one town over but no, I’d save myself the trip. Instead, I’ve been keeping my ears open for the truck. No truck so far. If it doesn’t come by 6:00, it probably won’t and I’ll be going to Horse Shoe (next town over) in the am. Another case of best laid plans.
I’m going to make myself a cup of decaf and watch the little hummies fly their aerial battles for dominion of the feeder. So entertaining.
I think I hear the truck…nope. Not yet.