Day One Hundred Seventy Six

After yesterday's gnashing of teeth over clear sealer or a yellowish wood colored stain, Neil and I settled on the clear sealer for the deck. Wise decision. The deck looks pretty good after he got it all applied. On to the next big chore on the list: painting woodwork on both porches. More fun than human beings should be allowed to have.

Day One Hundred Seventy Five

I was fooling around with filters on Photoshop today with this picture of Day lilies. This is the glowing edges filter. Wish the picture was bigger. This one just doesn't do it justice. It outlined everything in a neon glow. Pretty cool. Aside from much angst over whether to use clear sealer or a stain on the newly washed deck, my day was quiet and happily uneventful. I printed out copies of pictures for family members and did a digi scrapbook page and played with Photoshop filters just cause it was fun.

Day One Hundred Seventy Four

Zantedeschia better known as calla lily. Found this yellow beauty blooming in our backyard this morning. One of my fave flowers. I hope there are more growing out there. Even if it's the only one, it sure is a bright spot in our poor neglected yard.

Day One Hundred Seventy Three

Can you find a four leaf clover in this mess of tall grass in
our backyard? My mom is fond of saying 'It's a jungle out
there.' Out there referring to the world in general. She
should see my backyard right now. Talk about a jungle
out there! Neil has been busy cleaning porches and wood
work, trying to get ready for some new siding. Needless to
say, the yard has gone to seed in the last couple of weeks!

Day One Hundred Seventy Two

Today is Father's Day. Here is Neil with daughters Kelly
and Holly. They treated him to a homemade spaghetti
lunch with all the fixins at Holly's house. We enjoyed a D.Q.
ice cream cake for dessert.

Here is our son in law Jerry with his kiddos Shelby and
Elijah. We all had a fun time together this afternoon.

My dad passed away ten years ago. Here he is with me and
my brother Ken back in 1953. He was with us in spirit today
because the spaghetti sauce we enjoyed for our special lunch
was his own unique recipe and simply the best in the world.
Love you and miss you, Pop!
God bless fathers everywhere!