I'm back in this chair, and it's a beautiful, but chilly Sunday morning. The fog is rising over the river and the temps didn't get low enough to kill anything blooming. Buckets over the tomatoes in the garden, lilies at the end of the driveway draped with sheets, and everything else left to brave this frustrating weather. Cats tucked safely in the "cell block" in the basement, and me with the extra thick blanket on the bed last night.
I've taken a bit of a news vacation, preferring to listen to public radio out of Pittsburgh and reading a few more books. Turning the volume down a bit on outside chatter and outrage. So far it has been a pleasant experience. Spending time outside helps, too. The greenhouse is full, and there is still plenty of weeding to do before I can put the plants in the flower beds.
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