We have water again. This may be the quickest fix in the history of our living on this property. Less than 24 hours. Not that I mind!
Yesterday, at the bottom of the well pit, in the dark, this tiny cotyledon was insisting on making its way into the world. No matter that it can't find enough sun to make chlorophyll. No matter that it didn't know it was doomed to be stomped on by workmen in boots today. Somehow, a seed fell down there and by golly, it was determined to grow. I think it's a sweet pea.
Of course, philosophy aside, it's days are numbered even if it didn't get stepped on. All I need is a twining vine down there to wreak havoc of a different sort. But I was impressed with its effort.
I lay awake until 3 am thinking on the real fix for that well pit. It needs several things done. It needs them all done soon. Like this summer. Stay tuned. Coming to a blog near you in a couple of weeks.
Meanwhile, in other news: I was a zombie pretty much all day. Could not wake up. Nevertheless, I continued to work on hike food. It's coming together, just not as fast as I would like. You'll probably see more of that tomorrow.
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2 comments:
That is determination.
I hate when I can't sleep because I'm thinking about things that need to be taken care of
Lulu: "Go, little plant, go! No, seriously, go somewhere else and grow there. You'll have better luck."
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