Weed Whacking Style. . .

Following a 10am breakfast with the Young Master, yours truly spent a lovely 9o minutes or so watering flowers and taking care care of several inconsequential lawn and flower bed chores. This included hitting the front walk with the weed eater (some call it a string trimmer, others a weed whacker), followed by the battery powered blower.

The problem with brick walkways is that grass and weeds seem to sprout from almost every nook and cranny once the weather reaches a certain temperature. But it looks pretty good now even if I missed a few tiny plants. The trick is to do this about every 10 days before things get out of control and take much longer to whip back into shape.

This evening, I plan to finish laying down weed control "cloth" and mulching the large bed, formerly known as thistle, in from of the house along the driveway. I will plant a few perennials (large Hostas and the like), so the area is not simply an empty expanse of brown mulch lined by brick paving stones although anything is an improvement over the mess that was there before.

But now it's time to shower and dress before taking said child to his dentist appointment and then a quick stop at the supermarket for a few things on the way home.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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Mid-June Thursday Style. . .

A nother pretty typical variation on the theme for late spring, summer, and very early fall. I'm a huge fan of Madras and have several such shirts in the seasonal rotation. Lightweight, exceedingly comfortable, and even dressy when pressed and tucked in, which is the usual way of things here at Totleigh in the Wold. Now, if I had my druthers, I'd still rather be skiing the trails in the upper half of "The Mitten" (of Michigan), in the Upper Peninsula, or Ontario. But summers ain't so bad either, and I'd look pretty funny walking around in cross-country ski attire during June. -- Heinz-Ulrich

A Lazy Saturday at the End of June. . .

A sleepy first half of the weekend here at Totleigh. Warmer and quite humid ahead of an approaching cool front here in Mid-Michigan. Perfect for yet another pair of chino shorts an a seersucker shirt -- tucked in of course -- with the usual leather deck shoes and ribbon belt. Otherwise, not much accomplished beyond a page or so of writing and monkeying around with audio settings for an upcoming podcast episode. However, I was not completely useless yesterday! I made a huge fruit salad for dinner, which the Grand Duchess and I enjoyed a short while later at the table on the back porch. The Young Master, as is his wont on Saturday evenings, took his dinner on a tray in the TV room upstairs where he whiled away a couple of hours on Flight Simulator, flying some sort of commercial airliner to some destination across the Atlantic or Pacific. I would have loved that sort of technology at about nine or 10 way back during the late 1970s, aka The Stone Age. As it is, my sister and

CSA Pick-Up Style. . .

I t's getting to be that time in the summer! Yep, the garden fresh vegetables are starting to come in. Picked up the first half-share of the Grand Duchess' Summer 2024 community supported agriculture allotment late yesterday (Thursday) afternoon. Some delicious looking items that will make a nice salad for dinner this evening. Meanwhile, the Grand Duchess and Young Master are across Lake Michigan in Wisconsin visiting cousins for the next several days and attending a large annual airshow. while yours truly holds down the fort. More of the usual summertime fare in the attire photos featured. This particular shirt, while it has not appeared here in quite some time, is one of my favorites. An item that has been in the seasonal rotation for a dozen years or more. It ironed up nicely before I put it on and tucked it in. The chino shorts (with a 6" inseam. . . I know, I know.) are one of many such khaki pairs currently occupying the bottom drawer of my dressed. Regardl

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