I’ve been meaning to write something here, really, but the simple fact is that it’s been too darn nice out. I’d been writhing in mental agony if I was forced to sit in front of a computer for longer than I’m being paid to do so, when just a few feet away, out my back door, thousands of weeds are calling out to me for so good old fashioned pullin’. Combine that with the hot summer evenings, a vegetable garden that is starting to actually LOOK like a vegetable garden, a small, managable crop of decorative plants, and the fact that tomorrow — that’s right, TOMORROW — we’re having a few heaps of sod delivered, — and well, you can see why writing here hasn’t quite been a priority.

Thus, bradgarten suffers for the sake of brad’s garden. A pity, but a neccessary one.

In the meantime, you can amuse yourself with some random words (seen from my current point of view) for your collections, and such:

hi-WAY
Super-FX
1007858
CAFE
Sir Winston Churchill
Business Plan
Broil King
nalgene

Not very exciting, I know, but until I get the rest of those Europe photos sorted and uploaded — and take some more pics of the garden progress, too, that’s all you get. Ha! Subtle enlightenment strikes again.