It’s too cool not to wear a jacket but if I work too hard, it gets too warm. My dark glasses are on again, off again in the intermittent sunshine, and the winds are so strong they’re tossing the tree branches from side to side like they’re saplings. The birds are quiet. Maybe they’re hiding out from an oncoming storm. It’s possible we’ll have more snow. The chives and mint that had been over-running their borders have all disappeared. I’ve learned my lesson though – from now on, I plant them in pots on the deck. Easy to reach and easy to control. The mortality rate is about the same as in the garden beds, but I don’t have to bend and curse to…
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