I took full advantage of the morning by resting my eyes until about twelve fifteen today. After breakfast B and I decided to plant some beets but then it rained. After talking about stuff for a while the sun came out and we planted those beets at the Purple Fiddle Gardens in town and talked about the lost art of agriculture and whether to tear off the tangled root mass that formed at the bottom of the plastic flats. News reaches us about a possible studio space opportunity and B opens this blog, inviting Steve and I to join. Later tonight Census, music and whatnot.
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