Write a four line poem about: the fox.
We began the rather intimidating job of cleaning up our strawberry plants today. There's a whole lot of dead weeds to clear out, then we get to spread wood chips - which should hopefully lessen the number of dead weeds we have to deal with next year.
I think Kat and I are basically over our colds, and Max seems like he's almost there as well.
Which is good, because we're planning on going on a big road trip to Vancouver and Vancouver Island next week.
I should probably get my act together and start scheduling posts for that, huh?
What a clever fellow
Is this smiling young man;
Sadly he's intent on
Winning my daughter's hand.