Bad weather in the southeast made it to Roswell this weekend. Unlike the unfortunate people in Mississippi with the tornados we only had hail, wind and rain. Lots of the latter, as always, was lousy for internet connections for me but beats Mississippi’s misfortunes and comparatively speaking hardly worth mentioning.
My attempt to grow a lime tree from a seed continues. I don’t know what the grocery stores are selling us for organic limes but they “ain’t” organic limes. Since cutting through the one seed in the first purchase I’ve been through two more batches and not a seed in either. Maybe I need to Google the anatomy of a lime but after a career of dissecting everything (humans… only isolated parts) from orchids to pigs, I’m stumped. Not to mention how much they charge for whatever they’re selling us just because the label says organic.
The rare book I was so thrilled about has inspired. Set me to researching a poor, unfortunate lady that apparently James II (of England and VII of Scotland) slandered with the help of a well connected Religious Order. Sent me to the library in search of The Diary of Samuel Pepys. They’ll have it for me within a week so something to look forward to all over again.
As lovely as the proof of Savannah Spell to Yorktown is had 18 glaring typos and 2 “ify” ones (hate ify ones). So now await another proof.
