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The weather has turned cool, at least compared to the rest of this year so far, but has otherwise been excellent. We still have not had time to plant vegetables, but a least half the vegetable garden is now free of weeds and ready to plant. I believe that most of the flowers and trees [spouse] bought are now in the ground and in the place where she wants them. One flower bed is still just a mound of dirt. Many of the things that are in the ground are blooming. What's new are regular daylilies, Stella d'Oro daylilies, and a number of things that are still in bud. There is actually a lot more to do: digging up bamboo, digging a swale around the slab that will become the greenhouse, so it won't flood after a rain, weeding the second half of the vegetable garden, planting vegetables, etc..

Why do I have time to write this letter now? Well, you know. Alabama is still in the 19th century in some ways. This is Confederate Memorial Day and the state isn't working. Interestingly, the city is working. And, of course, the public schools are in session. They get off Friday for a weather day they didn't need to use, and I am supposed to be at work. I will go to work, because I think [spouse] will spend the whole day in the garden.

Other things have happened. We got the roof of our front porch torn off. The city was tired of looking at it, and was afraid we were never going to take care of it. Now we are back at work on the greenhouse, having lost only one weekend from that effort. A one-minute tornado; >1 yr later, recovery goes on.