Before the rain came, I hired an indispensable neighbor, Joe, to help me get ready for winter. He cleaned my gutters, wrapped my swamp coolers and washed outside windows. All in half a day. I took out one particularly long cord that I use for the leaf blower and untangled it, apologizing for the mess the cord was in. My son always manages to fold a cord easily and neatly so that it never tangles, I told him, but once I undo it, it never goes back in a neat circle. Before Joe left for the day, he called me outside to look at my cord.
Yesterday, Jim scanned about 130 photos for me from my youngest daughter’s memory book and I spent a greater portion of the day putting them through Piccasa editing for captions and damage repair. Old color photos fade miserably. Digitized, they retain their best qualities.