Watering In

So, watering in the pre-emergent on my lawn involved its own set of events.  In the backyard, I actually ran two hoses, and let one soak, especially around the trees, while I used a nozzle on another hose.  I knew I should put in a new washer in the nozzle, but did not bother, so I became soaked as water leaked out at the juncture of the nozzle and the hose.  

When I stopped watering and prepared to go to the Lady Raider game, of course, I had to put on entirely different clothing that was dry.

When I returned home after the basketball game, I put on another set of dry clothing and finished watering the yard.  By then, although the reported temperature was in the 70s, it was much cooler than it had been earlier in the day.  

I was so glad to get inside, strip the wet clothes off, and get into the warmest clothing I have.  It actually felt like a blessing to be so warm and dry. It brought me back to when I lived in New England, and we would be out in the winter for a day of winter sports or shoveling or other winter activity, and when we went inside, getting out of the wet, cold clothes and bundling up in something warm and dry.  A nice memory.