Spooling

Soon I will have to make myself start winding cord on the weed eater spools. One was empty yesterday and the other was full and then, hello, the spool flew off and Cameron and I hunted for a long time for the actual spool and its cover in a large bed of myrtle. We found them finally; we also found a tangled mess that had been smoothly wound cord. It was not pretty.

I decided to mow since I had the long cord out. It was okay, not too hot and I got to meet Rufus, the 11-week-old bulldog puppy who has come to live next door. I don’t believe Shane knows what to think about Rufus, but I imagine he will be guarding his Wubbas.