This last week of February isn’t a good sports week.
I really don't know what I'm writing about today...my mind is out there behind the wheel of a classic Corvette roadster with the cool wind in my hair...
In a Typical year, me and the misses are packing and planning for our annual road trip to FL. We would leave this Today and return home a week from Sunday. We have family in MD and FL and friends in VA, SC and FL so it usually turns into a few meals with them on the way and way back to break up the 26 hrs of driving.
This isn’t a typical year.
Mrsharry doesn’t get Spring break until next week and I just started a new job so vacation time isn’t happening this Spring.
I’m looking forward to next year and 2 weeks off in March.
My # 3 and # 4 sons (ages 25 & 21) are heading down in our place to use the time share and play a little golf…
I’ll be getting a late start on my golf game and the annual pilgrimage to breaking 100. Last year it took until October and I skipped the 90’s and shot an 88. I can’t enjoy playing when I’m cold so the FL trip gets me off to a good start…not this year.
Every year it’s like a new game, my putter is the safest club because I really can’t hurt anyone with that. My driver…well lets just keep that thing in the bag for looks. I will use a 3 or 4 iron off the tee for better control…let’s face it, I’m not hitting the ball 300 yards and the 200 in a fairly straight line is much more useful than 240 into the next fairway or street or neighboring yard. Early in the year I’ll use my putter from the short first cut rather than a wedge because the wedge is a dangerous tool and it takes much practice to control it.
By the time mid Summer arrives I’m buying new balls. The slightly used and found in the woods balls have served their purpose and are all lost anyway.
I recently read that Charles Barkley includes Tiger Woods at age 38 into his annual “Father Time wins again” group for this year along with Kobe Bryant and Derek Jeter.
At least I don’t have to worry about my being included in That Group.
A friend of mine suggested the best way to think Spring is to start planning the gardens.
I am an avid gardener and grow veggies, flowers, herbs and fruit all around the posh but modest Harry estate.
This year I’m planning a variety of peppers, hot and sweet. Tomatoes of 4 or 5 varieties, some for sauce, some for kabobs, some to just eat and some to slice to put on my burgers.
I usually grow enough summer, zucchini and butternut squash so that the family and neighbors drop by to pick there own. My Niagara grape vines started producing fruit last year (typical year 3) and look like they will take off this year.
My high bush blueberries we the best ever last year, we are still eating them…frozen.
The last batch of my famous OH B&B pickles was made reluctantly from store bought cucumbers, peppers and onions.
It’s almost time to repair the boxes, lattice and fences. It’s almost time to get the compost mix stirred up, get the rain barrel irrigation system functioning and get this show going…daffodils and crocuses will be up soon… can’t wait to get my hands dirty.
Oh…that’s right, I’m doing my roof this year…better do that before it gets too warm.
I’m having trouble getting interested in any pro sports right now. The NHL will probably get me come playoff time, MLB will get my interest eventually, the NBA has no chance of catching me looking in. March Madness will get some of my attention until my underdog laden brackets fail miserably.
So here I am, looking upbeat with Spring just around the corner. One more heating oil delivery $3.69 a gallon, a couple more trips to the car wash at $12 per to get this corrosive road salt off the fragile metals that were obviously made for a warmer climate.
The garden hoses have been put away since that last deer was cleaned and hung in the beginning of December. I’m just about done with the cord wood split last year, I’m down to the uglies and the branches, The snow blower has a flat tire…but as my son says,
“it’s better for traction”
Probably have to shovel the white stuff at least two more times. Change the winter motor oil to the summer stuff…for those who don’t live in the cold… you can’t put heavy oil in a ten year old vehicle and expect it to start easily when the morning temp is about 5 degrees.
So for a guy that didn’t have much to say I guess I was able to fill the page!
AL East preview next week