I went to Buchheit at lunch for bone meal for the lavender. I got that, plus blood meal, a soil scoop (finally!) and…a Garden Weasel, which will henceforth and forever be know as a Mindy-Weedel because…because Dad. Anyway, it’ll be much too cold to plant anything this weekend, but not too cold to prepare the dirt. At least I hope not.
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