With a single post I shall now cover two days of work, so rejoice! (And also be warned of brevity, for exhaustion strikes.)

Yesterday I had a full, productive day peppered with internly activities. I fine-tuned and printed out the letter asking for donations of garden supplies I wrote on Monday, and then put the letters in envelopes, and addressed the envelopes to a small assortment of local businesses. Whee! Then I made a to-scale version of my children's garden design map, which Anne and Alejandro met with approval. THEN I started writing descriptions of the plants in the garden that we'll put on stakes. I got about halfway through the herbs. These plaques will read along the lines of, "Rosemary is a fragrant herb used frequently in Mediterranean cooking. The ancient Greeks revered it as a symbol of remembrance." And stuff like that. The actual descriptions are a little longer and more articulate, and I'm not even sure if rosemary was the symbol of remembrance. One of them was. 

And THEN Anne and I went out to the farm site and hiked around with a Clean Water Services guy who helped us find Japanese knotweed, another nasty invasive species that now joins canary reed grass and garlic mustard as another bad guy that wants to take over our property. Happy joy. I took pictures of the villain, and of the land as a whole, with my phone, so the quality isn't great, and I haven't figured out how to get them off the phone yet... but I will. I also need to find my camera. Curses.

After that, I sat in on a meeting between Anne and coworker Andrew about the Individual Development Accounts (IDAs) they do for their small businesses, and then I went home in the late afternoon. Whew!

Then, today, after a delightfully sunny trip to the zoo with our first grade buddies, I drove to Forest Grove in the middle of a monsoon to help set up the farmers' market. The rain stopped around 3:00, a good omen because the market opens at 4:00. However, a powerful wind still plagued us, and I nearly suffered great injury from a falling whiteboard. Then it got really cold. Gina decided to close the market early, and Anne sent me home before takedown because I was shivering so pitifully, I guess.

I did eat a delicious pupusa (a thick, fresh tortilla stuffed with stuff and served with mole verde and pickled cabbage. The one I got had pork inside. The idea is similar to Indian parathas, if you've ever had those) and bought some more herb starts for my garden... prizes which almost made up for my suffering. (Just kidding about the suffering. Seriously.)

The take-home message, kids, is... never turn your back on nature, for she is a fickle beast and a terrible foe, and will as soon strike you down as caress you. Etcetera.