But then I remembered it's Labor Day weekend and many people are places other than their house and garden.
I'm off as usual Sunday and Monday but not only do I have a house full of disobedient cats, I'm dog sitting the lovely Lab this weekend.
Lucy loves her, Gus always has to show her who's boss and the little roommate was afraid of her but after some private time together on Saturday he too is a fan. Even though she are a box of his date bars.
Just let that though sink in for a moment, date bars eaten by a dog. Rice has been added to meals, walks are frequent and highly profitable.
She has a cast iron stomach. And I now realize telling someone whose first language isn't English to put all edibles up on the top shelf in his room isn't enough of an explanation. "What is edibles" should have been my first clue.
But we survived.
Now hoping to survive this weekend. After a suspiciously beautiful summer, the Virginia heat and humidity has arrived. It was all I could do to water the plants at 7:00am, eye the weeds and apologize to the few plants drying up in their pots I had promised a forever home this weekend.
Ain't gonna happen.
I even have all the air conditioners turned on and I'm of the belief that if you keep windows open, clothing to a minimum and stay hydrated, you can live without ac till bed time.
Not today folks. I have my Sunday Times, cold sparkling water, myers lemons, turkey bacon and ripe ripe tomatoes.
I foresee an afternoon of BLT's, reading, napping, and very short dog walks.
Not a day fit for humans or animals to be outside.
Except for Gus, who's been MIA for the last two hours.
He's either burrowed under the box woods
Oh don't even ask. It's Gus.
Wish I was Here.