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The smoke from the Canadian fires that had me coughing all day Monday have finally blown off to the mainland. 

I haven’t been able to snatch time to write at all since I’ve been reading the manuscripts of poems from poets in my June workshop. 

This time of year, besides everything else we do, we add a farm.

This has been a hectic period and it looks as if it will remain that way until my June poetry workshop is over. 

I’m really enjoying cooking again!

After ten days of intense socializing, I realized that I closely interacted with over 40 people – more than I saw in an entire year during the days of heavy covid. 

 We have suddenly reached the time in the spring when there is so much to do in and for the gardens that much of what we had been doing all winter is almost squeezed out. 

Woody has been putting in two new, what he calls maximum security, raised beds in his, the main garden.  We’re trying hard to keep the varmints from eating all our broccoli.

My desktop had been dying for some time.  The fan was running 90% of the time. The screen would go blank in the middle of working.

Tuesday, since Woody has his interview program on WOMR, Dale was kind enough to take me to my new osteopath and then we went to Marion’s Pies in Chatham where I bought a seafood pie. 

I’m still trying to find a copy of The Pillow Book in translation but without luck.

Woody has begun the early garden work—arranging he greenhouse, clearing the paths,  building new raised beds, etc. 

I began judging the Regional WOMR Jose Gouveia poetry contest.  That took most of my time this last week. There were 94 of them.  Then yesterday, I started on the Nationals, of which there are many more. 

The temperature went from zero to 46 in about 20 hours. 

Last night, it went down to zero degrees here.  That’s colder than it’s ever supposed to get in agricultural zone seven. 

I had a dental appointment that lasted an hour and forty minutes long on Thursday.  When I walked out of there, I was dizzy and frozen. 

We’ve been giving the cats too many treats. 

Dale and I got the seed orders off on Monday.  It was a surprise how many seeds were already sold out. 

Except for two brief cold snaps, the late fall and early winter have been mild and wet here.