Crazy Speaks for Itself

I won’t even dignify that cringe-fest of a “debate” by commenting.  Like a monkey shit-fight, it speaks for itself.  We’re all doomed.

Instead, it’s a beautiful breezy early fall day, finally not raining, just right for getting work done on my “prairie” 12-step program.  Today I finally finished clearing around most of the little trees.  What a prickly briar patch of blackberries!  Next up–transplanting some specimens, and placing weed barriers around each tree.

Here we have Misu proving to be useful as a book-holder, when she’s not draped over the sill or lounging in her new box.  Also, E’s latest pizza, after the YK fast.  And of course your compulsory flowers, with a monarch and a bee.

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