It's not supposed to rain today or tomorrow. If it really doesn't rain, then I could possibly actually till tomorrow.
Ack!
Why does that frighten me? It just seems too early!
(This is tilling, not planting. I really need to start my seeds, darn it. Which will probably be today.)
Oh, and Ethan's frogs are croaking up a storm. It is spring, after all, but they've been pretty silent up until now. A few weeks ago, I vaguely wondered who had a little yappy dog outside in the middle of the night (that's what they sound like) but guess what? It's not a dog after all. It's the frogs.
Yesterday, they croaked for an hour, on and off. Luckily, it's not a very irritating noise. In fact, it's kind of cool.
Ack!
Why does that frighten me? It just seems too early!
(This is tilling, not planting. I really need to start my seeds, darn it. Which will probably be today.)
Oh, and Ethan's frogs are croaking up a storm. It is spring, after all, but they've been pretty silent up until now. A few weeks ago, I vaguely wondered who had a little yappy dog outside in the middle of the night (that's what they sound like) but guess what? It's not a dog after all. It's the frogs.
Yesterday, they croaked for an hour, on and off. Luckily, it's not a very irritating noise. In fact, it's kind of cool.
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