Redbirds stop by our bird feeders every morning and late every afternoon. Since I was born and raised in St. Louis I can’t help but be a Cardinal fan!! We also get a number of other visitors – brown thrashers, blue jays, finches, ring neck doves, a few mockingbirds, and lots of little feathered friends we have not been able to identify yet – spend an hour of so every now and then looking in the bird book!! Most folks favor the bright red male cardinals but we really like the females with their sleek orange tones. One spring we had a migrating grosbeak – beautiful bird – black on top, white on the bottom, and a bright red throat – he stayed three or four days on his trip south. Anybody out there have a bird story?? Post it here.
When the kids were growing up we played a lot of pool volleyball, one of our favorite backyard games. We moms & dads were not very good but we had a lot of fun. We old folks managed to hold our own – the young guys and gals were so aggressive that many of their spikes went flying off target and hit the pool deck instead of the water!! And we were good at digs since we were already at water level – just bend your knees a little and you could dig at eye level. The kids were so tall they had to dive head first with arms extended to get down to dig territory. But as fate would have it, the kids always won and we old timers had to limp back to our beers. Those games are still fond memories – looking forward to see our grandkids play our sons and daughters!!! We’ll see how well they do!!
When spring get’s here it’s time to get out the pool floats! Up to the shed to find them – that’s not too hard – they’re behind all the other summer gear. Next is the fun part.
Find the old battery operated pump. Load it up with new batteries. Pick the right nozzle. Then start blowing those guys up. The best part is pulling out the nozzle and shutting the vent port before a bunch of the air leaks out; usually two or three attempts and she finally get’s one done. Then she only has four more to do. A couple hours later she’s out of air and too tired to float!!!
Pool parties are cool when the air is hot, and they’re always better at someone else’s house where you don’t have to play host, fix the snacks, mix the drinks, and clean up. When we have one we use an old card table in the pine straw bed for the “make your own margarita” bar. It’s OK – a little wobbly, a couple spilled drinks, and bottle or two upended; but all in all it works for me.
Can you imagine going to a pool party where the host actually had a real life sturdy neat portable bar right on the pool deck loaded with tequila, scotch, gin, whiskey, and all the mixers right at your fingertips!! No bending over to mix, no shaking when you stir, and no spilling or tipping over. They’d probably have a great pool party – but miss out on all the card table fun.
When our son’s family of four moved from Memphis to Olive Branch, Mississippi they found that they now had a backyard. Wow! Within a month they located an old dilapidated kids outdoor playset. Our son talked one of his friends into helping. Together they completely disassemble to old wooden playset bolt by bolt and timber by timber; trucked it in trailer loads to the new home; and staged it in the yard.
Over the next couple weeks, our son pressure washed all the timbers and the two slides. He reassembled the kids backyard playset bolt by bolt and timber by timber. He erected the old slides and they looked great. He made a new canopy to cover the upper play deck and put some new shackles on the swings. And voila – the two boys had a just like new playset and they have used it ever since – great story!
My wife’s a plant freak! No that’s the wrong word. How about a fanatic! No that’s just as bad. How about buff – yes I like buff. My wife the plant “buff” has flowers, palms, ferns, ornamental trees, and cacti all over – inside the house, on the pool deck, in the carport, hanging in baskets form the trees and poles – and other places I can’t even remember.
She loves patio planters – all shapes, all sizes, and all colors. We have big patio planters, little patio planters, round ones, tall ones, short ones!!! Sometimes I think we have more money invested in patio flower planters than in our retirement fund!! To her credit, the place looks beautiful – colors and greenery all over. Hibiscus, gardenia, pony tail palms, red leaf peaches, angel trumpets, canna, bougainvillea, and on and on. They all live in patio planters and thrive under her loving care!! What a great gal; I mean buff.
Know someone who is breaking in a one of the new BBQ grills for their tailgate party at Saturday’s ballgame? When I was in college there was no such thing as a tailgate party. Now forty-six years later the pre-game tailgate party is an event in itself. And the BBQ grill makers have some neat new grills that make the old Coleman stove look like a relic. Grilling burgers and hot dogs on the pick up truck tailgate is a piece of cake – no charcoal and ashes to clean up, propane powered, let cool – fold up – and stow in the floorboard!!! No wonder so many folks are ready to break in their new tailgate BBQ grill at the game – these guys have taken the mess out of the tailgate party!! Go for it!!