The evenings are still pretty cool here in Portland, but I never thought we’d have space aliens landing in my back yard. Maybe they are going to help me catch some of the squirrels!!
I tried to count all there were, but math is not one of my better subjects. When I count, I can do one…two…then I forget what comes next. So there could be a gazillion of them!
OH, WAIT! Mom said there were six (whatever that means). AND they aren’t space aliens. AND there’s water in them.
WATER? Where’s the mud?
Mom says I have a pretty vivid imagination. I can see all that lovely dirt. I can smell it. I KNOW there’s water in there. But, I can’t even get in there anymore. I couldn’t even help dig the holes for those tomato plants.
Oh, the indignity of it all…………