Raked and mowed half the back yard. Sprayed 6 or 8 dandelions in the back. Dethatched, seeded, and watered another couple of rows in the front yard. I hate using so much water, even though I do use vastly less than the average American, but the grass seed needs it. Otherwise I never water my lawn. I'm hoping for rain soon; forecast for Tuesday night and Wednesday.
Moved hooks for my bird feeders from the overhang above my kitchen window to a branch on my nearest silver maple. I'm hoping they'll get used more with my giant orange cat not quite so near on the screened porch. Threw the feeders in the dishwasher last night so they're nice and sanitary. Birds had been eating months'-old leftovers from the filthy feeders. Should still get a nice view from my window, and now I won't scare the birds away as I make my morning coffee. Hope to get some decent photos, but I'll have to clean the window first.
All told that's something more than 2-1/2 hours of continuous, voluntary labor this afternoon. For one of the world's laziest people, not under threat of a deadline, that's a lot. Probably haven't stood upright for 2-1/2 hours in several years. Settled down to some well-deserved hammock time with the New Yorker.
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