Picked my first mango of the season--none last year. So excited. They are showing themselves slowly. Early in the year there were many flowers on both trees, but as the rains came, they blew away. When Clifford trimmed the tree last month, he also took down a couple mangoes--they weren't sweet so made pickled mango. Still need to work on that recipe.
The joy of being retired. Eighteen days now. I think Cliff is trying out retirement by being off this week. He's still concerned about the election and what is to take place.
We switched the beds on Sunday and put up the two bunk beds upstairs. I've been cleaning out the room, washing clothes, throwing out the old & forgotten. Must get it ready for the Greigs when they move out of their place in four weeks.
Heard from my childhood best friend Kandy by e-mail today. I recently found her address and had been meaning to write to her and finally sent the letter last Saturday. Glad to hear she's well. Now I can send her a bunch of pictures, smileboxes of the gkids and stuff by e-mail.
We went to WalMart today for the first time with our new discount cards. Saw a few folks. Life goes on there. It has to. Can't change anything now.
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