When I remember what a job it was to go through the separate houses of both parents (divorced many years earlier) and how rough it was on the rest of the family, I would like to avoid that in this generation. It's a lot better than it used to be, but I have a lot left to do, though I *think* it isn't as bad as my parents' homes.

LCBO? Liquor boxes, maybe? Trying to figure out that acronym. In Washington State they had way-expensive state liquor stores (until Costco sued and got the right for itself and other retailers to also sell hard liquor) and we used to go get boxes for moving. The theory was they were strong for bottles and not too heavy to lift when they were packed.

This afternoon I pulled out six long-dead okra plants to be hauled out back, and I dug around and found a few small sweet potatoes. The trouble with growing those is the vines sprawl all over and you have no way of knowing where the potatoes end up under all of the vines. I got a few small ones and broke a piece off of a larger potato but couldn't find the rest of that potato. Odd. It'll sprout next year and we'll have more sweet potatoes in that area. I still need to finish tightening the gate hinge, something I'll head out to do in a few minutes. It's warm and very humid right now, getting ready to rain.