Or was it two weeks? It all blends together...
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Oscar's Chair's pyre on Saturday night...
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Sunday was pull the red onions, wax the car, and bring Cooper home after he spent a week at Camp Kivela.
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Came home on Thursday and the buck had eaten my Daylilly blooms!
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Squash, onion, and pepperoni pizza anyone?
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So Saturday I start working in the garden and I'm whiny, cranky, and emotional -- I figured I either had PMS or was dehydrated, and decided to go with the dehydration. Since I was worthless at home, decided to go fro a drive. Drank half a gallon of coffee and water on the hour plus long back way drive to Quonochataug and I still hadn't had the urge to pee, so that diagnosis seemed accurate, and by this point felt much better.
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On the way home I came across a Daylilly garden that was open to the public (as a fundraiser for the Trust for Public Gardens or some such thing), and I bought some more! I may have a problem.
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The house was a cool 18th century Cape set way off the road.
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Some pics from Grindstone Hill Road / Chester Main Road neighborhood of North Stonington. One of the more picturesque back roads I've found, I guess the neighborhood culture has maintained a tradition of keeping fields cleared right up to the stone walls. As pastoral as it is, over grown stone walls provide a lot of wildlife habitat (as long as every few years they're cut back so they remain reasonable size corridors).
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Before I left Saturday, I had pulled the onions. Now I needed to move them so I could dig in grass clippings from the dump. Moved all the white onions up to the deck to cure in the sun for a couple days before I brought them inside.
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As I was wondering what to do as I wound down from garden work, April texted that they were going to the Rhode Island Balloon festival. It was every thing I could do to resist joining these kids in mobbing the Dalmatian puppy...
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On my way to work at Baker's Dozen drive thru...kind of liked the composition of the sun going across my face.