I spent the lion’s share of yesterday out in WLF. It was a really good morning and afternoon, almost perfect; almost. In addition to generating some ash by burning wood, I had a tree guy come over and give me a quote to do one thing in the yard that could open up a new area for growing, and I tested my watering system.
If I ever talk about buying another magically collapsing/expanding garden hose, please stop me. Another one has sprung a leak, and because they expand and collapse, they are impossible to patch. After two identical failures I now consider this “innovation” to be useless.
While working (ok, sitting) outside yesterday I watched a robin enter and leave a bush multiple times. As I expected, there is a nest in the bush, and at one point I even saw the robin sitting in her nest. At least one creature living at the ITP Estate is getting some action…
And then my day went from very good to angrily bad as I prepared to go to my group bike ride. I had placed some tomato plants outside, and wanted to bring them back inside. As I approached the house I saw a chipmunk near the open basement door, and wouldn’t you know that stupid piece of shit ran into my house. I chased it around the basement with a shovel, twice getting it toward the open door through which it entered, but instead of running outside it ran into other rooms. I lost it in the utility closet. Leaving the door wide open I drove to Lowe’s and bought a trap, which is now loaded with peanuts hoping that, if the chipmunk is still in the house, it will get hungry. What a fucking pain in the ass. Needless to say that I have been in a foul mood since.
I solved today’s Wordle in three attempts; my starter today was CURSE