Thursday was a beautiful day, and also a blur. Poor David went down to Bradley to pick up his son, only to find the flight cancelled and the kid stuck in Newark. Needless to say, he headed south and west and after major traffic jams on I95 at Bridgeport and Greenwich, finally arrived at Newark around 1am. Then took a long time to find that boy (big terminal, hints via 2nd party {Sally getting collect calls from both of them} . Once found they headed home on the Taconic and got to see the dawn, hitting the hay at 4:45 am.
So what kind of gardening day was it? Sally was to clean the woodshed for the party which meant NOT moving all the small plants AGAIN, so she potted them up like a good girl. There are way too many, but hopefully the guests on Saturday will take them all away. Meanwhile David and Jeremy dug a big hole and then transplanted two forsythia into it. Roses will go where they came from. Also mowed all picnic areas and we all keep trying to organize and clean and pick up, but it seems like there is way too much too do. Hey, it's only a picnic.....