Monday, May 30, 2022, would be our first Memorial Day in our home. We invited the Marx family to join us for a cookout and to make 'smores in our new fire ring. The temperature outside was to soar to almost 90 degrees in the afternoon.
We got up and both thought a biscuit run might be a great way to start this day. Off to Chick-filA to get Claude his mini-chicken biscuits. We were surprised to find they were not opening until 10:30am. On to Plan B. Bojangles would get our biscuit money this morning.
Next, to find some shade to sit in the car and eat our biscuit breakfast. We pulled around Bojangles to see about under their one tree on the side of the restaurant. Alas, a car had that spot already. Claude decided to drive to the old Kroger parking lot where we know of a tree I used to take Papa to sip on a soda and watch life happen around us. Well, that didn't work as well as we planned either. It seems a car was already parked in one spot and a trailer from a tractor trailer rig was parked in the other spot. However, it cast a nice shadow in the one parking space under the tree. We chose to let the trailer be out shade.
Back home we went. I started laundry. Claude set to work trimming the grass around the ivy on the hill, then blowing the berries off the patio, and finally hosing down the patio. I went out and wiped down the furniture. It seems the trees that we have been calling honey locust trees were now dropping purple berries onto the patio. The birds were not eating any of these berries. So we had a veritable carpet of purple berries on the patio. The furniture had berries on it too. We totally enjoyed the flowers these trees bring. The fragrance from the flowers is delicious. But the berries...well...they are not so much fun. We got the patio all cleaned and ready for company.
The Marx family had some illness in it. It seems Bailey was having a big problem with profuse nose bleeds. Pediatrician saw her and sent her directly to an ENT. Almost had to go to the ER but they finally got it stopped. Poor girl was even bleeding out her eyes. So, Michael stayed home with Bailey for this day and Andie and Hayden came over.
Time for Hayden to get some more hours behind the wheel of their car. He has to have 60 hours with some of that at night. To get to our home is 1 1/2 hours. So that would really help up his total. That is a long time to drive for a kid that has only been driving within a 30 mile radius of his home. He drove over and he drove home. That would give him some nighttime hours. Yeah Hayden!!
We were able to spend Hayden and Andie's visit out on the patio. The shade trees keep the backyard about 10 degrees cooler than the temperature. We had a little breeze and it was lovely sitting outside and enjoying the fresh air.
Claude grilled burgers and hot dogs. We also had ribs from Kroger. Claude made a potato salad, a peas and cheese salad, and deviled eggs. Lots of food for four people. When we finished, I got two tin pie pans and Andie made big plates to take home to Michael and Bailey. Claude got the firepit going and we enjoyed its maiden voyage. 'Smores were delicious, messy, but very delicious.
After dinner, Hayden said he needed a nap before driving home. Lots of concentration makes for a tired lad. He excused himself and went to rest. After a bit, I went inside for something and was surprised to see that Hayden was not on the sofas. It seems our young man went to the guest room, pulled back the bedspread and climbed into the bed, covered up and, with the ceiling fan whirring away, took a nice long nap. I love that he is so very comfortable in our home.
When it was time to wake the boy and head back to LaGrange, we went to load things in their car. Andie came in quite concerned. It seems when she walked out the front door, some little bird flew away and another little bird made it to the middle of the sidewalk and stopped. This little bird froze in place with his beak pointed to the sky. It was like a baby bird statue. We walked around it to load the car and it never moved. You could pause and look at it and it still never moved. Claude and I would leave it alone that evening. Somewhere I seem to remember that if you touch the baby bird, the mother will reject that baby.
Tuesday, May 31, 2022, when we got up I looked out the study window. Happy to see that the baby was gone and the sidewalk showed no signs of foul play. Later I noticed a baby bird in the flower bed looking over the edging of the flower bed. It looked to be a baby bird. I had an appointment to get the oil changed in my car. I walked around to see if I could see that baby. I didn't see a bird but I could hear bird sounds coming from the tall grass in the front flower bed. It seems that a mother bird made her nest on the ground in our bushes. When Claude came out to follow me to the car dealership, he saw a mother bird with two babies under the tree in the front yard. It seems one of the babies could only fly a few feet and then stop. Claude was concerned it couldn't fly. He got birdseed and strategically placed it along the flower bed and under the tree to help this mother with her baby.
During the night, someone set fire to the old Sadieville school. This school has been abandoned for the entire time we have lived in Kentucky. At one time if had all 12 grades in one school. So many people went to this school before it closed. It was the heart of Sadieville. It was later discovered that two adults and two kids were responsible for setting fire to the school during the night. This is such a sad thing.
That finishes out May for our little home. It was a very nice Memorial Day and a good Tuesday to end this month.
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