And on the seventh day...

I can hardly believe the amount of progress I made on the yard and garden in the last few days... several things which have been languishing for months or years, done. I'm not even exhausted. Though I am sore; the bad weather is a bit of a blessing, actually, as it may give me a chance to get my right arm speaking to me again. Still, it was worth it.

( Scythe stuff )

( More garden work )

Today's dose of (in)sanity brought to you by Terry Molloy, as our favorite psychotic genius mad-scientist goes all gentle and avuncular. *shiver*