O (footie pajamas) and Sebastian (starry buns) communed in the fog.
O kept B hustling along on the trails.
Bonny, swamp beast.
O, dirt angel.
I expanded my gardening empire to my parent’s house…
…and one of the medians on the walk between our house and the parks. All summer dormant bulbs and reseeding annuals. We shall see if they return this Spring.
Idaho got built!
The garden soldiered on, mostly undaunted by lack of attention.
There was even a modest surplus for canning.
We enjoyed the kindness of friends. Especially the ones with strong backs who swear they enjoy stacking hay.
O grew up. I grew out!