Ignoring the Heat

"The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time." 

                                                                -- Bertrand Russell

I did make it outside to work in the garden a bit this morning.  I trimmed the roses while the dew was still on, or were they sweating?  Do roses sweat?  No, really it was dew.  I was the one sweating.

I picked up after the squirrels.  I seriously think they have all night parties in my backyard.

I emptied and cleaned the birdbaths.

 

So the big bad crows could take over.

With thorn scratched hands, mosquito bites covering by arms and legs, and not a dry thread on I finally retreated inside.

Now I'm trying to ignore the heat.  I've made a nice cool drink

and I think I can waste some time pinning 

on

 

Pinterst has become one of my guilty pleasures.  I can waste a bunch of time searching and pinning things that catch my fancy.

I think I am probably one of the last people in the world to find it; I don't really have it totally figured out yet.  Like I have a message on my wall, but I don't know how to get to my wall.   If you haven't found it, let me know.  I will be happy to send you an invitation.

I hope you find something to wile away the time while ignoring the heat!