Wild food last week: puffball mushroom sauteed with roadkill venison, and miner's lettuce in the salad. Today (Sunday) was a drop-dead gorgeous California blue-sky day. We were here totally alone, no one came by, the office closed, not even a phone call. Lesley worked in the garden all day. I started getting the chicken coop ready for the 30 baby chicks that will arrive from Murray McMurray in the mail on May 10th (all bantams -- Auracanas and Gold and Silver Sebrings). I worked on a bunch of things in my shop: fixing the radial arm saw bench, sorting out the lumber piles, getting ready to go eeling tomorrow.
Last week Lesley engineered anther instant gopher-proof raised planting bed. So simple. Lay out 1/4" mesh on ground, stack two layers of concrete blcoks on mesh, fill with soil. Fill blocks also, inside of which can be grown strawberries, parsley. We've got our 1/2-acre homestead functioning pretty well; it's only taken us 35 years.
Jesse Ventura was a guest on the Bill Maher show on Friday. He said the Catholic church should be arraigned in the US, just the same as the Mafia, for organized crime. They have been responsible for felonies (molestation) and have not only covered them up, but kept the offending criminals in their organization. By the way, why should churches get a tax exemption? It was a great episode, the 3 guests were all on the same page. There was no Republican asshole to "balance" things out.
Mt.Tamalpais is stylin' right now. The creeks are full and rushing, wildflowers are out, the hills are green, the plants are happy with the rains, and there's even more rain predicted in the next few days. With the lakes full and the creeks bursting with life, I feel rich. Like money in the bank. No, better.