Summer Waning Strawberry moon
Engine turning at low rpm’s. Latin today and my tutor. Greg (tutor) thinks I’ve gotten past the barrier I experienced before he took for Portugal. Getting back up to speed after a two-week lull was not so easy, the mental machinery does not spin up for action quite as quickly as it used to. So, I’ve got to stay at it to get it. The new way. Life changes our learning pace and perhaps our style, but it doesn’t diminish our capacity–or so I’ve read. It’s also my experience.
Ear infection taking attention my body might otherwise devote to the fact that the grandkids are coming either tomorrow or Sunday. We’re ready. Sort of.
The garden will get some attention tomorrow after I buy an umbrella, umbrella stand and a new firepit for the brick patio. Field trip to Fleetfarm. I love Fleetfarm. It’s one of those crazy places you probably don’t know about unless you use the stuff they sell: electric fencing, watering troughs, ivormectin. Lot of fun.
Well, it may go slow, but I’m gonna get on the treadmill. Now.
