Lizzie barked, sometimes insistently, sometimes plaintively, and both of us got up to see what was wrong, first Ron, then me around 3 am.
She wasn’t hungry or thirsty and didn’t need to go out. Turning on the nightlight in the kitchen seemed to calm her. She finally settled down on the kitchen rug, her head butted up against the frig.
Fearsome thunderstorm last night, but brief and almost no rain, disappointingly.
Ron and I hung out sheets and other laundry.
I made basmati rice, corn on the cob and stir fry with tofu. All turned out well.
Humid and very warm, not a great day for outdoor work. I did prune some gone-by blooms and finally staked the peony in the back. Disposed of the garlic in the shed. Cooked four sweet potatoes, threw three in the compost.
Saw some of the January 6 hearing this morning on Fox.
Went to the transfer station late in the day. Put the garlic in the food recycling, recycled paper, cardboard and metal and got rid of the yard waste. Barely made it; by the time we left, Ryan had blocked the road to brush recycling and Rich had closed the front gate.