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Immeasurably hot today; Got up early to set things in motion. Finished cleaning text, making submissions, responding to clients, waxing pompous about nefarious activities in Ottawa.

Then braved the shed. It's an old garage, really. I try to get it open by June every year; it never happens. I built some doors out of flooring plywood for it to be closed, and in the winter I move in all the gardening things, the clay pots, anything that can't survive the cold and pile them against the doors. All this needs to be out or moved before the doors can be opened, of course. There are two parents' houses worth of things that were kept afterwards being stored in there, including two sixteen-foot canoes, a stove, and a complete workbench. None of which I've had time to actually use since.

This year was easier. Mostly because my leg's recovered and I've got my strength back. So the balancing and moving things around to get the doors open, swept up as much as I could. It was surprisingly simple

So, buoyed by this, and soaked from head to foot in sweat already, I attacked the massive junipers outside. We haven't been able to do any work on them in two years and they've become small trees from ground to eight feet up and four feet wide. By the time I was done mid-afternoon, three cubic metres of branches had been hacked off, and you can see the trunks now, and the painters will be able to get behind to do the walls, whilst I will be able at last to fix the spalling on the stoop. Ten pounds lighter, all of it sweat. Bloody miserable.

It has never felt so good to have a cool flint-hoppy tallboy in the pool. And afterwards, I put together salads for dinner. Green beans and lettuce with balsamic dressing, pseudo-Thai kale salad (steamed kale, fresh white onion, sesame oil, "Golden Mountain Sauce"—a kind of seasoned Thai soy sauce, nuoc cham), cold penne and steamed beet sprouts (beets need a lot of thinning, but why throw out the thinned sprouts, eh?) in mornay sauce, small orange heirloom tomatoes, and garden rolls (cucumber, carrot, Thai basil, sliced ham, pho noodles in rice-paper wrapping with peanut-chili-garlic dipping sauce). Very pretty, don'tcha think? With cold class of Magner's Perry!

Then gave the dog her semi-annual bath. A full day was had by all. But then there was more. I sat down to post and discovered a final proof waiting for Star*line, with lots of very cool words in it. And my own cyberpunk poem, "Promethea" tucked away in there. Awww... A nice feeling.

Also, my novelette, Pythia is up on the Colored Lens for all to view. But more on that tomorrow or Tuesday, when Part 2 is posted.


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Jul. 16th, 2012 06:47 am (UTC)
That looks really delicious!
Jul. 16th, 2012 11:07 am (UTC)
You should try the kale, minus the fish sauce, of course. "Golden Mountain" does a lot of good for vegetable dishes. You might want to give it a go.
Jul. 16th, 2012 11:13 am (UTC)
I would definitely like to try that :)
Jul. 16th, 2012 10:34 am (UTC)
What had been wrong with your leg?

And this is great about Pythia! I'll let people know when I next post something on the social interwebs.

Your meal looks delicious, and it certainly sounds as if you earned it.
Jul. 16th, 2012 11:05 am (UTC)
Ha! This one was Cara Sposa's. I'd already dove into mine.

Oh, the injury—It was that car accident two years ago this month. My left knee is still much weaker than my right, but at least I didn't need surgery. So a lot of the gymn workout is in lieu of physio, which isn't covered by Ontario, so I can't really afford to go.
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