|Espresso - any hoomin banananigans are 'Spressly forbidden!|
|Charlie, visiting Espresso's bundo.|
The big soak, the soak that is now heading for Auntie Jane (it's official), abated late last night. The frantic, violent steamroll of storms finished its manhandling of La Florida. Now, all is watered - the grass, the ducks, the pineapple my hoomin planted. That pineapple, I tell ya, is doing surprisingly well! The little cawwot plugs he had planted - not so much. Those little guys remained scrawny and frail. We'll have to try that again. Maybe they needed more space in the pots?
And there's no word on the roof work yet. Since it rained all of last week, we recon the roofers must be way behind schedule.
We'll keep you posted,