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<\/a><\/p>\nbut only if you want to go to Marsh Island.<\/p>\n
Which I didn’t.<\/p>\n
So I followed the ducks to the wharf.<\/p>\n
Where they were having a small duck convention with ducklings in tow!<\/p>\n And while hanging out on the wharf, I heard a siren or whistle going off incessantly. It sounded familiar and when I realized what it was, I hurried over to a place where I could take a picture of the old bridge opening up so that a boat could go from the bay to the ocean.<\/p>\n By this time, Family Pride Supermarket was open- so I went to do my shopping and walked back home.<\/p>\n Frank wanted to start on landscaping today, so we pulled and dug and chopped and sawed and pulled and yanked some more- until we filled up 10 huge garbage bags. And then we put the old gas grill with them and called for pickup.<\/p>\n But now the beds look more like flower beds than jungle adventures.<\/p>\n Yesterday we powerwashed ( that is NOT the royal “we”- I actually helped!)<\/p>\n So the house went from filthy- to bright and white! Right now I’m making banana bread- I’m taking a break from working.<\/p>\n And then I’m going to make some meatballs for spaghetti tonight.<\/p>\n Tomorrow’s Wednesday- I’m going to be whipped and wimpy!<\/p>\n Because Frank is a slave driver and there are only the two of us!<\/p>\n Sounds a little like a line from a bad blues song. But it is so very true. I walked down to the Island grocery store this morning (more about the walking later)- but I got there about 20 minutes too … Continue reading <\/a> <\/a> <\/p>\n <\/a><\/a> <\/a> <\/p>\n<\/a> <\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a> <\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a> <\/p>\n<\/a> <\/p>\n<\/a> <\/p>\n<\/a> I had enough leftover to make a muffin.<\/p>\n<\/a> <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"