A Busy Monday Morning

5:30 am

I was sitting at the garden waiting for the day to begin. The street lights were still on and it was dark still. With a mug of Swiss Miss in hand, I was also listening to the classical music on my transistor radio before the station signs in. It was one of those no-commercial break stations featuring those lovely music and passages from the Bible with corresponding reflections….lovely.

The morning is waking up. Cars and motorcycles break the silence. I got my garden shears and started  trimming the carabao grass. It has grown again in the whole month that we didn’t touch them. I stayed at the garden close to two hours and I didn’t even make a dent except trimming those so close to the concrete stepping stones.

That cleaner portion was the only thing I’ve done this morning.

I still have to trim the carabao grass here at the front of the house.

Only a grass cutter is practical here because we have lots of stepping stones  all the way from the garage up to the side of the house. I hope this afternoon won’t be too hot so I could garden again.

This is where my hanging plants are at the side of the house.

It’s a little tiring to stay in the garden when the sun is up.

 

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