Gardening and Moving Wood

I guess today was productive, after a fashion. I dug the new hole for the fridge, or perhaps more properly, root cellar, and then half filled the spot where it had been with wood.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA I’d built that as an extension on the woodshed last year and only now, with the spring ice long gone, am I using it for its purpose. The food should stay a little cooler now on hot days, and I will have much more wood if I come in early spring like this year, or over Christmas, like I did in the winter.

I am clearing out the old woodshed as part of the procedure, so I can get a good pallet foundation under it.

The garden is growing OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAwell, although the greenhouse plants are faster. Something about that thirty degrees every day. Even my potatoes are up and doing well. I only hope no slugs smell them and move in for the kill.

I woke this morning to a dream that I then tried to work into a story. I’m not sure how well it will work, especially since it is only half done and I ran out of steam. Hopefully I can take it up again. It is meant to fit into my Code World collection.

About Barry Pomeroy

I had an English teacher in high school many years ago who talked about writing as something that people do, rather than something that died with Shakespeare. I began writing soon after, maudlin poetry followed by short prose pieces, but finally, after years of academic training, I learned something about the magic of the manipulated word.
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