Fetch the handsaw. There's a sapling needs cutting
Little bird pecking at the window screen
The tiny flag planted in the dirt beside the slightly less tiny peperomia:
Not Hardy
When did I turn into a coward?
I guess I shouldn't have left the windows open
It's getting cold
I have sunk six more woody trees and shrubs into the ground
Three fast-growing ground covers
Dozens of perennials
After I have sawed down the Norway Maple, planted six more trees, tidied up the veggie beds, pulled the ivy, and addressed the compost situation, I will rest
Well, not really. Next it's sales season
Stand to full height so the high school boys take me serious
Talk low and undeterred
I'm not fucking around
They bought me an electric chainsaw
Before you know it I'll be back in the Adirondacks again
I'll ski my way into the new year
Did I mention I've been thinking of you this whole time?
Stop me if you're tired of hearing it
Not knowing is really hard
Officially: the bird bath has a hole in it
Doing yoga with the lights on
So grateful to bend again
It always comes down to the birds
Fall is foliaging
Showering with coconut shampoo
Red flannel pajama pants
Hanna says it's dinner time
Well, she paws it
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