When we got back to CA, he fell in love with this duck in my grandmother's backyard. If you talk to him about her (my grandmother, not the duck), he still might ask you where the duck is.
We got a rare two days in a row of sun this week, and I did indeed make it back out to my garden. I expect to be eating some chard in about two more weeks; I was also gratified to see that the tomatoes are setting flowers very nicely. Today it's rainy again.
Today I am tired again, too. Wednesday night I couldn't sleep for no good reason; last night I stayed up too late to watch the game. For a long time it looked that was going to be a terrible allotment of resources, but in the last quarter it turned out to be worth seeing. Suffice to say that phonics won. Nonetheless, I will be very sad if this whole not-sleeping-enough thing throws a wrench into tonight's plans, which also involve staying out past my bedtime. Don't be surprised if I'm asleep by 9:30 on Saturday night.
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