I may not have written, but I replanted my tree, put in a couple dozen snowdrops, weeded, raked leaves, replanted some bulbs squirrels had sampled and rejected, moved the cool rocks we got on vacation to display them, and otherwise kept busy in the yard on this warm-for-December day. Tomorrow's high should be 30 degrees lower, so clearly this was the day to do it.
Now I'm having a fashionably late lunch. Or I would be if I weren't dressed for yard work, which is the antithesis of fashionable.
Maryn, salad queen