Up Against The Wall

Today was a day spent sipping Spanish coffee … for two hours; doing laundry; rearranging furniture; eating lunch in; washing dishes; putting away groceries; and relaxing. Yesterday was not much different, except for the hour I spent before lunch lying on the beach. I’m not quite back in tune, but I’m getting there.

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SORRY ABOUT THE GLARE.
(FOR MY FRIENDS IN THE UK:  THAT’S CALLED ‘SUNSHINE.’)

San Geraldo re-re-re-attached the corner yucca to the wall. More wire encased in more hose and hooked tightly to bolts drilled into mortar … in four places. It’s not pretty (we’ll camouflage it all with other plants and vinery). However, if that yucca goes over now, it’s taking the wall with it. (And I’ll have another blog post, which will be titled: “A Few Bricks Short Of A Load.”

I tried to take some photos of San Geraldo’s handiwork, but Dudo and Moose kept getting into the picture.

DUDO. 
MOOSE.
WHAT I WAS TRYING TO SNAP…

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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