The weekend saw me laid low by a lurgi, so I stayed home. I'd wanted to take pictures at the Jamaica Bay Wildlife Preserve, but the Frenchie set off on my behalf, and came back with some gorgeous images.
On Sunday the cat and I went the roof to water the farm. Having a lurgy positively demands a medicinal gin and tonic. The cat has been taking his new pills for three days, now. He still wants a lot of water, so we will just watch, and wait.
This is the Italian kale and it is doing very well, but something is EATING it. Bloody hell.
The dwarf kale is also fantastic. It doesn't look very dwarfish, I wonder if I mixed the seeds up. I'd better check. Anything is possible.
I lay down on the slender parapet wall between us and raccoon house. The bluestone was warm under my back, and I looked up at the wide open and blue sky and breathed. It's the best I have felt in a long time.