Back to Work

Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday.  It may still be.  Who knows what my sister will unleash.  At least I know that my brother and sister-in-law and my nieces aren’t buying her separatist nonsense.

I’ve got a week to teach gerunds and infinitives and motivate my writing students to write.

I’m already looking forward to planting a couple of fruit trees and expanding the area I have for beds in the garden.

I want to trap one of the last two imperatives to trap tomorrow morning.  I’m thinking Toes is male — so Mommy is the target.

Harry is very affectionate — and I appreciate that.  When I go out to feed them, I am rushed by a swarm of kittens.  I think the garden can handle all of them, I just need to make sure there are no more.


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