Menage à Trois Bingo

I've washed my feet twice today, but they still feel dirty. Chris and Rosa and I spent the better part of the afternoon attempting to whip our backyard into some semblance of order. We put up a fence around the daylily bed that had been severely trodden by the dog, and along the fenceline that she has worn a path into, and surrounding the thornless blackberry bramble. We planted Rosa's Easter bulbs, two packets of snap peas and a metric butt-tonne of onions. Next week or the week after, we plan to get some tomatoes and maybe pole beans. The chainlink fence on the sidewalk side and the poultry fence on the grass side have got to be good for something, and what's better than training yummy veggies to grow on them?

Clematis, maybe: I used to have five of them growing up the chainlink fence; three are still alive and maybe I'll replace the other two.

Rosa made us ravioli for dinner, and then reannon and her Kiddo dropped by after their day out at Earth Day. tempesttea came later too, because Tammie called and said the word of Pudding at her.

We all played a round of "In a Pickle", which I had bought for Tammie for her birthday. Rosa won.