The disease that flattened me for the past week finally found Ron. He’s sick as a dog today.
I’m better but my eye sockets are still a mess. Thinking it might be eczema. Hope to see vonHaam tomorrow.
Hyacinths are coming up. Fluffles’ grass is tall enough for him to eat. We had frost last night; I’m just as glad I’ve been too sick to put in cold weather annuals.