The Ides of September?

 77º here in Clarinda at 10:20 am Thursday.  To get into 90's today. Was a cooler day yesterday..

Not much going on here in Clarinda.  At right is photo of the pegs I put up showing the workers from the hospital, who own the house next to us, where the lot line is.  Hope they respect it. There has not been any construction going on where they started the new Surgery Room and the parking lot addition as well as the new building to the east.  Heard yesterday that the companies working on it haven't been paid for some time by the General Contractor and won't be back until they are paid.  Don't know the reason for all this.

I posted a photo back in April of this arbor that had all the vegetation on it killed.  It has regrown all summer and I continually thread the growth through the metal.  

At right is sunset a few days ago taken from some of the new parking lot construction east of the Hospital.

Three elderly women are talking about their troubles.

“Sixty is the worst age to be,” said Ruth, the 60-year-old, “You always feel like you have to pee. And most of the time nothing happens.”

“Ah, that’s nothing,” said the 70-year-old, Maxine. “When you’re 70, you don’t have a bowel movement anymore. You take laxatives, eat bran, you sit on the toilet all day and nothing happens.”

“Actually,” said Gilda, the 80-year-old, “Eighty is the worst age of all.”

“Do you have trouble peeing too?” asked Ruth.

“No, I pee every morning at 6 a.m. I pee like a racehorse; no problem at all.”

“Do you have trouble with your bowel movements?” Maxine questioned.

“No, I have one every morning at 6:30 a.m,” Gilda responded.

Puzzled with this, Ruth said, “Let’s get this straight. You pee every morning at 6 a.m. and poop every morning at 6:30 a.m. So what’s so tough about being 80?”

“I don’t wake up until 7.”