New Pests
Our neighbor to the north is fighting a pest. Not necessarily new, but new for the neighborhood. The ground wasps are popping up as mounds of dirt that have not been there the last time Jan mowed. They are really nasty looking with bright orange and red markings. We were bothered by them several years ago. Overnight the amount of dirt they could pile up was amazing. When we found several mounds we pushed moth balls into the openings until a gnat could not get through.
Grandson AJ from Mankato came to check on his grandpa. He had said grandpa should have an idea or two that needed his help. Well, well. This summer is the first time we have had a tree growing out of our eve troths. AJ got the huge stepladder out. Though the gutters have screen over them, AJ commented they were thick with dirt dust. The screens were holding up the tree so it could grow straight and tall. Too funny. AJ rolled back the screen and gave it a good cleaning. By that time AJ’s dad was over.
Dennis had the weed whip out as our Russian Sage, first time ever, was putting out greenery and no blooms. I had checked on the internet and the best advice was to cut them back and try again. Dennis’ plan was the cut-back. Tom went home and got his four string weed whip out. I was in the studio and I heard the commotion and I stayed indoors. Don’t mess with the worker-bees.
I was in the studio working with the frame that came yesterday for my Christmas Quaker stitching. For the nominal price, no hardware. As of now, I have four wood screws holding in some brackets I found. I then found some gauge or other of light wire. I was feeling quite proud of myself when I could strip said wire over one of the nails in the Livingroom. It may all be temporary, but it is up and I am smiling.
My measurements were spot on. It came with a piece of foam board. The foam board I had used to pin on the design slid right in. The narrow frame has a look of cherry wood and the little gold hits the spot. As I said . . . temporary. I got the wood screws in about 75% of the way. I cannot fail if I don’t try.
This evening we are having soup and a half sandwich for each. I have knocked heftier meals out of the park for some time. I will admit my hands will enjoy a break. Damn those screwdrivers need a lot of pressure to bite into the wood. Yep, as I said . . . I am smiling.
With that I will take my leave. ♥