John delivered another load of wood this afternoon. One more load and we should be good for the winter. I know I should just go out to my inlaws' farm and chop some, but I'm too dang busy. And lazy.
I have a lump of homemade cherry-vanilla oatmeal sitting in my gullet like a warm brick, and it feels really good.
Half my bulbs arrived today, so I planted croci and dwarf daffs in the front yard, and two sets of big bicolored daffs in the little fenced-in yard. I got one of the four kinds of tulips I ordered, so I'm saving those back until the other three arrive. I'm going to mix and match: orange, red, black and purple. If these do well, I'll probably order a bunch more for next year; nothing eases the ache of late winter like the gorgeous explosion of early spring bulbs.
I also finally got the purple astilbe and toad lilies I ordered in June, and the toad lilies looked brown and dead when they arrived; I planted them and covered them well in the vain hope that something will come of them in the spring. Sure hope they're hardy.
After returning from my usual rounds of market and coop, I was so tired that I took two forty-five minute naps. I'm sucking down coffee now in an attempt to wake up and actually get something done.
"big bicolored daffs"
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