Monday, April 9, 2012

100th Day

My Grandma always said you plant beans on the 100th day of the year, so this morning I got up in the fog and the mud and planted beans.  When I say it that way it sounds unpleasant, but really it was nice.  I like a good bit of mud.  If you don't think of it as dirty it can be quite luxurious.  The fog was okay.  At least it wasn't hot.  And it was quiet and the fog makes the sounds and the sights soft and pretty. 
 This is obviously not a picture of my beans.  I checked this afternoon. They haven't sprouted yet.  ;-) Maybe tomorrow.

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