She wrote some yesterday. Today, already, it’s rather certain that she has no brain for it. The sun is shining, and there are storms on the way. She’s heading to her garden to bust butt getting it ready for Wednesday’s big planting day. We know better than to come between her and her heirloom tomatoes. It’s good for her soul, and that, in turn, is good for us because that soul is essential to our existence. And that, in turn, is good for anyone out there waiting for the next LAC installment (a Ginny and Kris weekend, by the way—God help us).
So, today, she gets a reprieve.