Four day weekends are wonderful and somewhat counterproductive here. With all the free time, you would think you could accomplish things, but all I get done is catch up on the sleep I miss by working 3 to 11. Thursdays are a waste , Fridays are spent with friends, Saturdays are for crafts and maybe, just maybe, laundry . Then we have Sunday, and that is spent getting ready for the next eight workdays.
This weekend, however, my birdbath area got a much needed make-over, thanks on no small part to the help of my "God-sent" neighbors. The hedges already got a trim, the lawn was mowed, the grass around the birdbath was removed, plants and bulbs were planted (yes it is a bit late), and yard things are looking good,