It’s cold and windy here, the windows and doors are closed, and the AC is off. The wind is whistling through the railings. It feels like we’re up in the mountains in a snowy cabin instead of in the tropics.
Yesterday I weed whacked, today I will do more of the same, and pick up more rocks. I am very excited about this, because I got a brand new spool of weed whacker string! Pretty Orange!