Good intentions, got up, got ready, and felt like okay, that’s it for now, I’m done.
I got talked into going anyway. And so we picked up Michelle and went to our favorite chocolatier downtown. (That car is not sitting in the middle of the chocolates display–it’s a reflection from outside.)
Adams, his partner, talked fruit trees with me briefly between customers: at their old house, they’d had eleven. The one he most had to tell me about, though, that he clearly most missed–was a rare-variety mango tree.
A fellow mango grower! I’d had no idea! I am so glad I went!
The chocolate everything was wonderful but I couldn’t eat it all. Most of my cuppa became a to-go–which is fine, it turns into a light ganache in the fridge and I’ll scoop some into my hot cocoa tomorrow and greatly improve it. I’m looking forward to it.
After dropping Michelle off, heading towards home to let me rest, my sweetie asked me what I most wanted done today.
(Yeah, you can buy such things, but he does electronics like I do yarn. Create a little. Play.)
He was surprised at how much longer it took to do than he’d expected–he spent most of the rest of the day on it but he did it and it is ready to go. It’s not outside yet because by the time he finished it was 49F and falling fast and I’d already covered and lit the thing for the night. That, and, going back out there in the dark, um, hormonal skunks have been having hissy fits of late and I’ve luckily missed them so far. Barely, once.
Tomorrow, then. “It’s in Celsius, because, y’know. Scientists,” he told me, grinning. (And because converting it was going to take far more programming time than it was worth bothering over.)
While he was making that I was researching automatic watering systems. I want my trees’ health not depending on mine.
Oh and? There was a new cluster of buds today beginning in a new place on that mango. (YAY!!!!!) Not that I’m excited or anything. Oh no not at all.
I’ll have to bring Timothy and Adams one when I can. (Don’t worry, Dani, you’re still first in line.)