Another day of cleaning and purging.
Up later than usual this morning—cat snuggling on arm prevented any escape—but still managed a bit of writing and editing before taking up work on the fountain and grill.
Scrubbed down the entire unit, burners and all, and got everything back in working order between rain showers.
Spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning the guest bedroom and sorting through old files. Happened on handful of letters from my grandfather to my mother written in the early 60s. Some great stuff. Some sad stuff. Stories he lived or picked up in cow camps and cattle outfits.
Have a lot more errands to run this week, so will need to stay sharp. Guest arrive Sunday, and there’s still plenty to do. Tonight, just going to look for a comfortable chair to get lost in.