Write a four line poem about: the postcard.
Pretty productive day around these parts. Actually did some weeding by our garlic, in preparation for getting another layer of mulch around them. Which I started as well.
Also: the first potting up of the season, which included sage, rosemary, and some of our first seeded tomatoes.
Tomorrow shall be a day off from yard and garden work, as we're headed to Penticton for some errands and to meet up with a couple of Kat's friends. Looking forward to it.
It arrived yesterday,
Covered with words but no names.
Unsure who it's meant for,
I treasure it all the same.