Got a backyard full of the stuff. And I'm happy with it, other than hanging out at home mostly indoors while I've got kinfolk at points south actually gardening on their property neath the shade of huge tall trees, which does cause me to pause and reflect before going back to my copy of The Man Who Ate His Boots.

People have been mostly quite neighborly in attitudes. Alaskans have a sense of "We're all in this together" although I'm sure it's a bit more ready to go Darwinian in the city. But we're nowhere near that in the neighborhoods I've been through. Nor on the trails, which are getting a lot of use by mankind, womankind, and dogkind. In fact I'm heading out for some dogtrail socializing.