The new chipper was assembled today and two bags of chips are the result of drawing down a bunch of limbs next to the compost. Now that it is evening I'll police the grounds and then mow the back yard. I also intend to finally transplant a patch of small decorative grass that has been lost in what was once a garden but is now just a patch of lawn near some rocks. It'll go out front in the new little shade garden.

Dorothy, I also get comments about things that mean people have been paying attention as they pass by. I was at an estate sale two doors up the hill from my house (on a street that intersects with my street right in front of my house) when a woman approached to say that the house had belonged to her parents and she wanted me to know that her mother just loved the giant zinnias that I planted around the house when I moved in. She would sit in the garage and look out across a couple of yards and she could see all of these "state fair" zinnias. This was a couple of years after the last batch of those was planted.

I had some chocolate about a week and a half ago (a test) and it seems to have had the old affect of drying and cracking the skin on my hands - or makes me more sensitive to things in the environment and then it happens. Whatever.

This evening in the kitchen I'm going to work on putting things away, organizing some of the canisters that have been sitting out, etc. I'm tired of every surface in the room being covered with stuff. I rearranged a couple of drawers and am probably going to confuse myself no end looking for things for a while. Hot pads and trivets into a drawer for now.

SRS