That was yesterday afternoon. Well the ground here is hard, the clay thick and I know my arm tired so not all the daffodils are all that deep in the soil. Squirrels must eat too.
The day before (Wednesday): Another hour of upstairs/downstairs, though it was mostly upstairs. The Admiral came up to the attic with me, and proceeded to sort through a mountain of financial papers (I'll call them for lack of a better word) and pitched almost all of it. I began emptying out the back half of the attic, everything so neat in crates that throwing wouldn't save time. So up and down and down and up and filled 2 and /1 large bins -- ancient toys, melting magazines, filthy rugs, where did we get so many stuffed animals? I kept a few keepsakes. Have to leave 1/2 bin for our daily refuse so we have had to give over until next week. Tune in again then ...
Just to keep you up-to-date,