Which is why I was outside with coffee in one hand and the hose in the other at 7:30, giving the border a nice soaking. I guess there’s some residual post-hot tub bliss going on, but what a lovely morning, all the birds singing and otherwise, no noise at all.
I forgot to tell you on Thursday about my realization. The neighbors may come to think I’m a little batty, but I found myself cracking up all by my lonesome as I worked out there and I discovered that–for the second time–I have accidentally created a garden bed which must look pretty damn phallic from the air. (Really, I know you don’t believe me, but it wasn’t intentional!)
Anyway, the effect will be muted once I’ve completed digging up the bed around the lamp-post…but for now…well, I guess I’m glad we don’t see more plane crashes due to distracted pilots.