Today was surprisingly productive. Early outside, yanking out another section of ground cover, then I moved the ficus, now eight feet tall and rooted in, to the deck, harvested the potatoes, roasted a couple of them as french fries with a fried egg for lunch, baked a batch of wholewheat, walnut, golden raisin biscuits, made a little batch of cherry jam, worked on the doll, conferred with neighbor panicking about the fence project, entertained Handsome Son with biscuits and cherry jam, plum crumble and tea.
And then it was now. Then I sat down.
And here's the doll now acting like a lady looking for the waiter with her cocktail, a Pink Lady. She has legs. And isn't afraid to use them.
And here are the jam and biscuits
And the roast french fries
This was a good day on all fronts.
