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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Archive from September 12, 2007

Entry for September 12, 2007

One of the things I did in getting ready for retirement was to put a brick patio in the backyard. That was during the early spring of 2003. On most mornings, I wake up, toss on some cargo-shorts, grab a cup of coffee, and sit on the patio where I catch some sun and listen to the bug-music coming from the garden. Amazing number of noisy critters, but their songs relax me. The flowers attract bees and butterflies; some are of types I haven't seen since I was a kid. I was hoping that retirement would give me more time to surf the patio. So far so good. Occasionally I cook and eat a steak there, sometimes a snooze until midnight. The patio should add value to the house when I put it up for sale. I figure another one to three years or so here, then off to an area with more heat and humidity, and hopefully another patio.

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