Monday September 29th, 2014

The exercise:

Write about: the challenger.

The end of the BC teachers strike also brought about the return of StrongStart, which is where Kat brought Max this morning. While they were there I finally got another haircut and ran a few errands in town.

This afternoon I started the box harvest, collecting zucchini and the bigger (heirloom, beefsteak, roma) tomatoes. Kat also took a turn, taking care of the cherry tomatoes before dinner. That just leaves me carrots, peppers, and arugula for tomorrow morning while Kat works and Max helps his grandparents pick Ambrosia apples.

Or plays nearby while they pick apples.

One of the two.

Mine:

You set them up,
I'll knock all of 'em down;
All these silly
Challengers to my crown.

I can't be beat,
I don't know why they try.
I will stand tall
Until the day I die.

Who is this chump?
He looks like a puppy!
I'd be more scared
Of a flailing guppy.

I start to laugh
But then hear roaring cars;
I'm on my back,
Counting the pretty stars...