Got the truck loaded and made three runs to the transfer station, two of them with Peter, who had a full load of “trash” even before recycling and their garbage.
Cleaned up the stellas in the oval and clipped some lemon thyme to dry.
Made waffles this morning in a vain attempt to cheer Ron up.
Peter is hurting, but announced that he has a new gig. Fingers crossed, multiple times. Happy for him.
More algorithmic exercises.
Did a produce shop at S&S. Big salads and pretzels for lunch.