I have more gardening to do. I never really thought about
 the effort required to carve a garden from a forest floor.
 It involves a good deal more work than I would like.

But progress has been made, and in this late season,
we aren't the last to put in our seedlings and watch them grow.

The baby loves my husband's music almost as much as I do. Luba

is the only one who would rather nudge his hand away and sniff

at the strings than listen. She has no ear for music, obviously.