Well, Mom, while the boys were busy sniping at each other I saw 4 private clients, cleaned house, including mopping both the vinyl and the hardwood floors, raked leaves, did the grocery shopping, and continued to ponder where to plant the beautious and exotic japanese azalea Bobert brought to me at the Getaway.

I also counted the number of trees of significant size on my 100x145 lot.

Twnety-two. Mostly oaks of some sort with a few maples, some long-leaf pines, and one old and sick looking hemlock. Plus a few redbuds and old dogwoods that are tall and spindly from not enough sun under the canapy of the larger trees. Sister Annie came down a few weeks ago, and we committed a texas chainsaw execution to a number of smallish white pines that had cropped up at inopportune locations.

There are some whopper stumps from old oaks that had hollowed out and were taken down at some point.    I suspect at least some of holes in the center of those stumps lead to wormholes. I need to figure out which ones by spring so I don't plant ferns in them. Wormholes hate it when you clog their entryways with fern roots.