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Cate
is now sometimes cycling to work. I am not sure why because it takes her an
hour to prepare for this – the ride takes only 15 minutes so she gets no
exercise – and it is simply dangerous to ride on roads in Indianapolis.
People
have been killed after hitting giant potholes and being propelled into the road
with great velocity.
I
have protested about this – with as much success as I had when she decided to
buy a dog – which has not yet arrived.
But
I have now worked out where the cats can eat and where the dog doors need to
go. I am now eagerly awaiting Rover’s arrival. Well not really but you know
what I mean.
Our
Green Mountain Boxwoods on the front porch made it all the way thru winter and
died in spring. This was most disheartening and but is about average for me.
I
have planted two new ones and have high hopes for them. I have replaced the
Hollies I killed with Roundup – which kills plants easily but has little effect
on weeds – as others have noted.
My
lawn patches were entirely unsuccessful and I will need to revisit this and try
another plan.
Our
fountain has not yet been installed by the electricians and I have complicated
things by running over and shredding its electric cord with the lawn mower. But
they are skilled people and will be able to fix this.
We
are going to Denver tonite – all things being OK with United. We are staying in
Denver for two nights and then the Stanley hotel in the mountains for a couple
of nights.
This
hotel has special rooms with ghosts in them. I have not found our ghost yet.
The weird and ghostly noises at night in our house usually turn out to be a cat
doing something awful. But I am sure they are there somewhere.


