Early Night

The weather this week has been remarkable. After months of cold, storms, and torrential rains, the clouds decided to move off to the east and menace Georgia.
We finally got grass planted in the back yard after the storms and field line replacement, and the Alabama clay is growing a green beard. It will be a while before it needs a shave, but seeing those patches of green is a welcome sight.
Jilda and I spent most of yesterday in the yard. We worked the garden, the flower beds, and I repaired the riding lawnmower that had developed a steering issue. You could only turn to the right. That's OK if you're cutting in circles, but iffy when you need to cut specific areas of the yard.
Yesterday afternoon I probably smelled like a goat so I came inside to shower. Afterwards I stepped out onto the deck to watch the sunset. Jilda had taken her straw basket and stepped down to the garden to pick blueberries.
The setting sun painted the trees remarkable shades of orange, yellow, and other colors I can't describe. I snapped this picture with my iPhone. She was too far away to get much detail, but when I ran the photograph through my Photoshop filters, I thought the result turned out nicely.
We're having company tomorrow, so we've spent most of the day cleaning the house and yard. Jilda looked at me a few minutes ago when she finished her blog for tonight and said, I'm ready to go to bed. I was too tired to argue. It will be an early night tonight.