Sunday, first day of winter, good to have you back, heavy mist, 6C at 10am, mist still hanging, good pick of pine mushies, good food, straight from earth o'night, more than I can eat, will search net to see how to preserve. Birch mushies, mustard colour, in fridge, from Cherrie's yesterday, maybe lunch, must try, Cherrie ate all week, must be safe.
Lib at work. Roast pork for dinner, vegies done. Washing done. Fire set. Must cut back Kate's Mexican sage, today, said I would, last week. Slack. Must seal shower floor, today, water getting through grout, spreading under tiles to floor outside shower, must be grout lost its seal, hole plugged with silicon last week did not fix.
Must do hour or two in Josef's garden, pull ivy off front deck, progressing slowly, Steve not sent quote on tree work yet, stay patient Josef, I hope. And Maria's, maybe this arvo, bit of cutting back, blackberry slashing.
AFL, three games, go Richmond, Demons, Port, chance to catch up 3 on Ricky Malf, cagey bastard's 9 ahead. He tipped Swans, Saints, Freo, playing safe, loser buys lunch, I bought last two years, 9 a long way back round 10, GO TIGERS, DEMONS, PORT, must take tranny.
Gotta go. God, I pray, give me strength, wisdom, inspiration, insight, compassion, humility. Help me not flinch, succumb, to inner fear, evil beasts.
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