First, the work. New garden boxes built, in time to plant the garlic before winter. You can see it under what used to be the lawn, there, a nice green quilt.

Schedules are set by the Earth. Then some wrestling with fish. They are slippery, and hard to keep between the pages, but it’s good that way.

Now, to cross the mountains. We’re going to talk about haiku, and how the waves breaking on the beaches of the Coast can shape a series of poems.

See you there!