I am procrastinating, sitting on the deck with Christine. A near by weather station says 62°; the sky is a crisp clean blue. Christine's sister has decamped to more sunny locations as i don't think many folks like this level of chill. (With that, i decide i probably ought to wear slippers.)
Earlier today, when it was quite still, crows seemed to be harrying a pair of ravens. I think i should much prefer a pair of ravens to the gang of crows. A short while ago, a flock of goldfinches wheeled against the sky: lovely.
The CSA box today had no oranges. Not sure if that's a sign of the seasons shifting or not. The huge leek i'm passing to my comrade in veggies, and i'm keeping the spring onions. I chopped up most of the leaves to add to my mess of greens. Everything else could easily be split: salad greens, carrots, turnips, broccoli, asparagus. Turnips and carrot tops also went into the mess of greens along with the two week old bok choi from the crisper. I had bought radishes for a salad for Meeting tomorrow: the larger ones went in with the greens, just like with the turnips. This time i was good about de-stemming the carrot tops. The little sticks are not a pleasing texture.
Still procrastinating. After a lovely walk downtown for lunch, and a stop at the used book store. We got several books, although none spoke to me completely. I did see a Dover reprint of the 1915 The Artistic Anatomy of Trees, which i thought would delight Christine and be a lovely browse for myself.
I've been feeling this block off and on all week. I think i should post some plant photos, perhaps write up an essay in Medium.
I've decided not to participate in the bioblitz next weekend. I'm a curmudgeon: i shall admit this about myself. I want to go to Table Mountain (3.5 hours away), instead.
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