Sunny, high 70’s, but colder tomorrow and rain. Obviously, I should paint a bit and rake leaves or wash windows. I really don’t want to do those things. Really, really, really. I am ready for someone else to do all those things, while I do a little dilettantish raking.

On the other hand, it might be fun to experiment with painting – trying out a method somewhere between the brush and the spray method. Oh, let’s call it the “Pour Method” or perhaps the word splash could better capture the essence. I notice the riding lawn mowers are getting bigger and bigger blade swaths as retired gentlemen say, “Oh, I’ll just mow that field.” So maybe I need to think in terms of big paintbrushes. Yes, with a support arm operated by a joystick.

UPDATE: Well, I used the leaf blower on the back yard and Summer and I painted the little back decks – with brushes. Woo Hoo.  Oh, yeah, I painted my thumb gray accidentally and Summer has paint in her long hair. She remarked on it and then said, “Why Grandma, how did you get your hair in the paint?  Oh, never mind, you have gray hair to start with.” She has to sleep sometime . . .