the sun is coming! after its winter journey, that is.
guys are in the ankeny lot as i write, taking down the sick and dead poplar trees. they’re conscious of the garden, but have squashed a few plants.
the tomatoes are scared, peppers have fruit; i took sunflower heads to dry in the sun as most were run over.
there’s a Heap of mostly green firewood if y’all have a need and the means to transport it.
the sawman commented on how much water poplars suck up, depriving the garden. illustration: when he cut the top off one of the smaller mostly dead trees a spout of water shot up out of it.