Write two haiku about feeling or being: overwhelmed.
Our first strawberry harvest yielded 24 pints, which was quite a bit more than I was expecting. We had orders for 8 of those, and then sold two more to people wanting more when they came to pick up this afternoon (we'd placed a limit of 2 pints per customer this week, not knowing how much we'd get from the first pick).
The rest will be arriving at the bakery tomorrow morning, which should make both the bakers and their customers quite happy.
This evening marked the beginning of the battle with the cherry tree netting. I'd say the nets won the first round, but we'll be back for more tomorrow night.
The to-do list on
the fridge has grown so long that
it touches the floor
* * *
Do it all, do it
now? No problem... as long as
I can clone myself.