I used to think it was a three-day holiday designed especially so we could go take a hike. We've ended up at the top of this mountain for the past couple years.
This year we hosted a very special guest at our house instead. The Rug Doctor came to rescue us from our dirty carpet on Friday.
You'd think a rug would dry quickly in ninety-four degree heat. (I guess I might have gone over the dirtiest sections a few times too many.)
This as empty as our house is ever going to look.
If it was just Labor Day, we could have stopped there. But since it was a long weekend, we had enough time to scrape, sand, caulk, prime and paint windowsills and porch railings. And cement a post for the chickens' gate. Along with mowing the lawn, clipping plants, harvesting our spuds and soon-to-be pickles. And spending an afternoon in the Queen Mother's garage.
It's amazing how many tools you can use in four days when a deadline is staring you in the face! I'm not sure whether to be excited about school beginning again or sad for the summer's end.
Hoping you had the Holiday without the Labor,