Don't think I slept a wink last night. Fitful sleep; tummy hurting. But in an effort to channel some Pollyanna and start the week fresh, I started the day slicing apples, hanging laundry, smelling citrus blossoms, tucking fresh sheets on and under my little bed, sipping sweetened black tea with the windows open and taking a peek at my exploding epazote in the garden beds outside. Before returning to a mammoth USDA grant editing sesh, I transplanted one tomato plant who was looking a little peaky. I gave him a drink and now he looks even worse! My thumb is brown, but I'm hoping his new comfy home (pillowed with kickass compost) will help the little guy bounce back.
Monday, March 12, 2012
fresh start with open windows
Don't think I slept a wink last night. Fitful sleep; tummy hurting. But in an effort to channel some Pollyanna and start the week fresh, I started the day slicing apples, hanging laundry, smelling citrus blossoms, tucking fresh sheets on and under my little bed, sipping sweetened black tea with the windows open and taking a peek at my exploding epazote in the garden beds outside. Before returning to a mammoth USDA grant editing sesh, I transplanted one tomato plant who was looking a little peaky. I gave him a drink and now he looks even worse! My thumb is brown, but I'm hoping his new comfy home (pillowed with kickass compost) will help the little guy bounce back.
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