It's the perfect time to get out into my garden and enjoy it. They just let me go at work after 22 years! "Bittersweet?" someone asked. Mmmm, maybe. Or what about enraged, infuriated, betrayed? Oh, wait. This blog is supposed to be therapeutic. Let's go with 'bittersweet.' (And that reminds me that I want to grow my own bittersweet so I don't have to buy it dried on Ebay anymore.) I have no place for it, but I need it. Enough said. And see, just thinking about putting another plant in the ground is lowering my blood pressure. How about planting hemlock, oleander, deadly nightshade...? Just kidding.
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