Why we bust our humps

day lily from our garden

A friend called while I was in the back garden swearing at a thorny, recalcitrant wild strawberry vine that was growing over some of our “real” plants. He asked what I was up to. I responded, “We’re out in the garden finding all sorts of mystery weeds to uproot.”

There was a pause, and he responded dubiously, “Well, I guess that sounds like a good thing to do on a Saturday.”

I thought about it after I got off the phone with him. It’s not so much the uprooting weeds, it’s the results afterwards.

Which is rather the point of a lot of things, I think.

A year ago today…

…was a very cold (55°) and very wet graduation ceremony at MIT.

Sorry I didn’t blog yesterday. It’s definitely the time of year when it’s easy for outdoor projects to consume every iota of my time and attention. Even if it does hit 95° (which is, I think, a record for the Seattle area in June). More rocks to dig in today, and a garden (someone else’s) to visit.

A belated happy anniversary to my parents. Esta arranged for the anniversary to be called out on the loudspeaker at the baseball game they went to on Thursday night.