Grateful we have a dyson

Yesterday was absurdly productive. I washed four loads of bedding and hung
three of them on the line and the last went through the dryer. I planted
pole beans, New Zealand spinach, and basil, watered everything, weeded, and
cut back the arugula to give the onions some space to breathe. There’s so
much arugula I’m using it as mulch. I finished another bobbin of Romney
singles. Vacuumed the bedroom, including a deep-clean under the bed.
Finished washing the alpaca fleece. Put new sheets on the bed. P helped
rush everything off the line when it unexpectedly started raining, and we
packed up a bunch of it into the cedar chest. Cooked another big batch of
rice berry. Set the peppers out on the porch to start hardening off.
Shifted the shelves down on the seed starting rig (which will now be the
permanent home of the chiles). Finished the book; displeased with it so I
won’t be continuing the series. Going back to KJCharles, who I hope will
hurry up and write more before I run out.