Ma stayed home with me apart from a run to the store for liquid refreshments. She also got pork chops which interest me more than margaritas.
We have the windows open again to try to prevent death by suffocation as the AC man can’t come till next Tuesday.
One advantage of windows open is that I can talk to Ma while she is working in her jungle.
I stick my nose up close to the screen and give directions.
We’ve managed by some miracle to grow a small field of wild strawberries behind the lavender and mint.
I told Ma to try them.
She did but says they taste of nothing.
They are pretty though and I’m sure the birds appreciate. I’m too kind you know!