r. is coming down today with trudz to spring clean her garden. this will be nice. i haven't even been out there. i hope they are not killing rabbits this year. i think of r.'s overgrown garden as a bunny haven, indignant that a certain element wants no cover for varmints without plots who eat of the garden. anyway we can't control the urge to control, even if it's a killing control. not even in the garden, let alone the city, let alone the manifold countries under sanction, coup, occupation or war. 
but i digress, surely, what i want to do is get some milk for coffee, and some nice cookies, and welcome r. and mother home. 
oops i gotta go get mister and head for the island. i have a sale to go to, but i'll have to go late, as mister and the birdwalk are a priori.