Odd items

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I am now wondering why I sent her some of these things — this one was for nostalgia as much as anything. We had something like this when I was growing up. It was used to grind the nuts for thumbprint cookies at Christmas.

Apparently it is fall, now.

I’m feeling behind — behind at work and behind at home. I went to a talk by John Greenlee about meadows and grasses at a local nursery last weekend. (Actually, this criticism of him here is apt.) As a result I now have a lot of plants waiting in my garden to be planted — both grasses and other things. But before I plant them I need to think about the as yet unbuilt path. So there’s that. I did water them this morning, though.

Oh, there’s this and that, and I just got back and now it suddenly feels like Christmas is breathing down my neck. Last night it occurred to me that it might be a good idea to knit Christmas hats with attached beards for the girls.

Hmm.

Or not.

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