Yesterday morning, I was at the office by 9, to meet a new volunteer. I was surprsed to find lots of other people there. Apparently there was a big garden meeting at 9:30.

There was a note for me: Have her water the plants out front first thing. So I did, and she did. And filled out an application for me. Then we took the lawnmower and the weedeater in the old van and drove to a couple vacant lots. I left her there with water and insrructions to call me if she needed anything. It was going to be another hot one.

I had been back at the office long enough to do everything useful I could think of when the phone rang. She had hit something with the mower (a piece of rebar, it turns out, sticking out of the ground) and it wouldn't start. If I had a screwdriver, she was sure she could fix it. I couldn't find a screwdriver. I went to a hardware store and bought some, but the cord is broken. Meanwhile, the weedeater worked okay for a while, but then it stopped cutting too. Eventually, we loaded everything back in the van and came back to the office. It was not very productive. I felt completely stupid. I have never used a weed-eater or mowed a lawn and don't know how to fix them. Other people at ALT were busy and it didn't seem worth interrupting them. This morning I will have to find out about getting them fixed.

Meanwhile, I headed home about 1:30 to get something to eat. Homegrown tomato with cheese sandwich. Ray and I spent the afternoon appreciating the air conditioning. I worked on another review for Patch. Later, we made dinner together. It was good, but too hot. We pretty much only want cold food now. I have to make more main-dish salads. I went outside for a bit, but it was still over 80 and I sweat a lot. Picked more tomatoes and some broccoli.