Apple tree bloomed yesterday. Winds gusting to 40 knots today. It’s always something with fruit trees.

A pileated woodpecker has come by this morning to tell me I have termites in the timbers around a raised bed in my garden.

This is the time of year when my neighbors complain about my lawn, because I refuse to mow wildflowers in bloom.

The biggest problem with bluetooth headsets is that you can’t solve problems by unplugging them and plugging them back in.

Last fall I raked up leaves to use in the compost heap this spring. Piled them in the back yard by the fence. Every morning, a squirrel comes and digs in it because he knows that piles of oak leaves have acorns underneath, and one day he’ll find them.

Just came in from planting kale in the vegetable garden. Kind of a surprise to see the water turn brown when I washed my hands. First time in a week.

Neighborhood dog-walker had an old bulldog with her & two little terriers straining their leashes in different directions. “Water molecule!” I said, but nobody laughed.

Pulled a bag of invasive weeds out of the woods yesterday. My wife made them into pesto, which we put on linguini and ate for dinner. I woke up alive this morning, so all is well.

They usually have the news on TV at the Old White Guy Diner (excellent cheeseburgers). Today all the screens were dark.

Yesterday’s project required a piece of hardware that’s been sitting in my toolbox since 1994. I was sure I’d need it someday. Home-improvement triumph!🏆

Went to a store today. Has anyone measured the influence of Christmas music on the growth of online shopping?

First frost last night. Covered the carrots by cutting the bottoms out of some milk jugs and zip-tying them to stakes. That’ll keep them from getting too cold.

My neighbor across the street is teaching his son how to play “cornhole”. Unfortunately, he used to be a minor-league pitcher so he puts 5 out of 6 beanbags in the hole every turn. That boy is in for a harsh life lesson…

This excavator was stopped at a red light beside me. There was no such sign on the truck cab — they know me too well.

Walking the riverbank with a forester from the Chesapeake Bay Foundation. Attacked by stinging insects. He grabs jewelweed leaves, mashes them up, and smears them on his arms. I follow suit, right arm only. Left arm is control. It works! No itching at all on right arm.

Me, looking at rows of little jars, in no apparent order: “How are these arranged?” Clerk: “By the lady who stocks the shelves.” 😀