A Rare Lazy Day

It was very hot today, but I had the day off and the wind was kicking up pretty good. Perhaps some residual effect from Tropical Depression Ike. Who knows?

We drove out to my wife's mom's place. She hasn't seen Carole since before Carole's recent surgery, and I wanted to muck about a bit with my Casita travel trailer. I installed the digital tuner on the flatscreen TV in the trailer, but pretty much took it easy just walking around the property and watching some football on the TV.

We figure that, eventually, we'll retire there. Carole grew up in the house, it's still basically out in the country (or at least at the edge of the Charlotte area urban sprawl). The lot's rather large, the house is nice, and we'd be comfortable out there. We'll see.

At any rate, I even took a day off from working on the new novel. It was that lazy a day. I need more of those.

The side yard, driveway, parking area. The huge grassy area was once the location of the vast gardens Carole's dad would plant and harvest every year. We'll do the same when (if) we move there one of these days.

The house from the front. Carole lived here from the age of 18 months until we married.

Part of the vast back yard which is quite striking in Spring when the azaleas and dogwoods are in full bloom.

This is one of the big hemlocks Carole's dad planted as a seedling. Now well over forty feet tall.