It's Late

And we are both pretty tired. Earlier today the TreeGuy delivered a load of very nice wood chips for us to spread on all the paths out back, but I forgot that I would be a year older and moving a bit more slowly. The pile is in the street and has to be wheelbarrowed down the driveway and dumped in the areas that have been weeded and covered with cardboard. I'm afraid I wasn't much help; I think I ate too much chocolate cake yesterday--or maybe I haven't had enough today. Mr. S, the saint, has gone to the corner to pick up Thai food for dinner, and aren't we lucky it's within walking distance, and aren't I grateful for Mr. S!