It is kind of hard to think about naming a post that is moving so slowly toward the intended project outcome. This may turn out to be one of those “what was I thinking?” moments. A friend used to say something to the effect of when she was asked to do a project months in advance, it was always “Yes, I can do that” but the closer it got to not being months away but coming due she would ask herself “From away far off, that seemed like such a good idea…now, what was I thinking?”
I know what I was thinking: I am tired of looking at this pile of broken tile with weeds growing in it. I am going to do something about it. I spent all afternoon hauling sand and gravel mix up the hill a half-bucket at a time, smoothing it out, compressing it, checking for level and then repeating the step.
Finally, I called it a day and decided to enjoy the remaining light with Beyonce. She knows when I start setting up the firepit and move my chair and set the glass of wine down that she gets to sit in my lap–her very most favorite spot.
Small rewards for cat and her human: Relaxing in the warmth of a fall fire and the golden glow of the lowering sun. Life is good, even when all is not right with the world.