Yesterday was the Bringing in of The Ficus, now a bit over eight feet tall and almost fifty years old.
As usual I had to cut the taproot she'd put down over the summer, and a lot of hair roots, before she let go.
Also as usual she came right out of the pot like a kid dragging her feet and leaving her boot behind.
And now she's all what kept you, been waiting to get in with my friends.
Reunion party last evening.
Some of the friends have left via Freecycle, while the weather is still warm enough to travel.
While I was at it, I moved on some chairs I've had around unused for ages,
I made the entry late last night and woke this morning to someone who wants to come by any minute. So I got up promptly to lug them outside onto the step, where the last of the houseplants await pickup this morning too.
The step's getting a bit crowded.
Yesterday was a day of finally getting things done. I baked bread now there's no need to think twice about heating up the kitchen