I once read that a cold lasts a month, no matter what you do or take. This time it is definitely true, because today starts the fourth week and my cold is still hanging on. The first two weeks were the worst, fever and a hacking cough that kept me from sleeping at night. Between my cold and the semi-constant rain we've been having lately, the yard is a tad overgrown. I started hacking away at it last week and should be finished in time for my mother-in-law's 80th birthday celebration next Saturday. The plan is to have that on our back porch, rain or shine. Come on over.
Last week, I managed to get the bed prepared for our new planting of blueberries. I now have 11 blueberry bushes planted. These will replace the 15-20 year old plants that finally died from lack of water and attention. Somehow, my urge to garden tends to wane at the summer grows hotter. The new bed is nearer the house and the water hydrant, so we may do better at taking care of these bushes. I have a dozen or so tomato plants and half-a-dozen pepper plants started in my garden. I'll plant a row of okra later this week.
Last weekend, Memorial weekend, was spent in western Oklahoma. We stopped on the way out and back in Oklahoma City to visit our son, my brother, and my sister who is successfully recovering from two brain surgeries. She is doing well and feeling better than she has for several years. That's great news.
I'll have more to say about western OK in my next lj entry.
I suppose I should have said Memorial Day, our national holiday of remembrance, originally and mostly for those who gave their lives in service to the United States, but also for all deceased relatives and friends. Many people, including my family, decorate graves with flowers. Memorial Day falls on the fourth Monday in May, so it makes a three-day-weekend holiday which signals the beginning of summer. Public schools are out or nearly out. It's a great time for the family to be outside and most spend the holiday at the parks: camping, fishing, boating, picnics, reunions, etc.
Actually unless you're in a small town, the places usually open on weekends are open on holiday weekends. The holidays also happen to be good for bargain and sale shopping. People will schedule their fun around their work times; some will commute from the campsite.
A number of years ago, I spent some time in New Zealand. One quickly learned to have hotel reservations for the weekends. The weekend started with the '5 o'clock swill' Friday afternoon. After that, except for the hotels, few shops of any kind were open until Monday morning. The hotels were all full because of the drinking laws (only in a hotel) and intra-city cricket and football matches. I suspect all that's changed now, like it has in the US.