Very heavy fog this morning. Not a warm fog, but a cold clammy fog.
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| yeah, like this |
but really like this:
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| water above the pond? |
Yesterday, I planted the crepe myrtle tree in the yard, finally. But I forgot to to check the good book, which said transplanting today and tomorrow. Oops.
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| please fence me in |
Before I even got the fence around it, JW was eying the mulch. I had to chase him away three times and got a good pop in the knee for my efforts. It's still sore this morning. I swear he is getting stronger and more accurate.
So, after that one transplant, I quit, although I was going to do some bloobs as well. I'll do them today. The rest of the day was taken up with making tofu, storing empty mason jars, enjoying a visit from my uncle Jack (you never know when he will pop in), grub hoeing some johnson grass, and pulling up a million, bazillion little basil plants in the garden. All my basil is still going strong and covered in beeeeeeeees. But it has bolted and each seed that hits the ground grows a plant. Fortunately, the frost will kill them. Unfortunately, many seeds will winter underground and pop up next spring. I think I need a separate space for basil. I have no clue where.
I also re-restarted my eating log to try to get some of this weight off. I have been very bad for a couple of months, and am coming down to the wire.
Must Not Eat
I leave you with a cocker shot
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| chickens in the mist |
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