Lugnasa Hiroshima Moon
Harvested the last of the first planting of chard, the first of the first planting of collard greens and continue to harvest from the kale Kate planted by the herb spiral. Staked up (further) tomatoes and peppers, all getting tall and droopy with fruit. A good thing.
Weatherman Paul Douglas reports he found a dining room window blown out after returning from the cabin this weekend. A stained glass window in our bespoke garden shed, secure in its mount for over 12 years, blew out, too. It lies on the garage floor, awaiting a large enough piece of cardboard to slip under it, then off to the stained glass place. Don’t know where one is, but Mark Odegard does and I’ll see him tonight.
Used lath to nail thick mil sheet plastic over the window; that’ll have to do until the repair folks finish.
Now, back to work on revising the novel.
