Spring

You know it's spring when...


the garlic at the bottom of the pail is just a collection of wasted bits of culls from the fall harvest.


We've had little sun this winter, but today was brilliant. I ran a slow three miles at lunch and loved the solitude of where we live. Not even the sound of distant traffic to distract from the glory of the day. I ran for thirty some minutes and never once saw a car in the middle of the day. What a neighbourhood.


The down side is that I can't keep my eyes open. Apparently if one is going to run, one needs to sleep.


And now for something completely different. I found some outstanding Irian Carpet Pythons at a really good price.