Monday
The mock quince is starting to show color. It should be beautiful this year. Today was one of those days that comes along every six months. A day I look forward to but one that can scare me. I would say it sort of like having a frick or frack or maybe both. There was another night with less sleep than I would like. Tonight should be good. So it was all the usual stuff in the morning. And after fixing all the bad knitting last night I was ready to go with all the real knitting. That happened at different times today. The morning was cool to cold. Jared left the door to the north open again. I thought I taught him to close doors. Some things just don't stick. That's a big bunch of chives along with chocolate mint in the buried pot. ...