Wolf spent the morning raking and cleaning up the yard, building a new bed for the garden, and fine tuning the coop. I was supposed to help but I ended up in bed with a migraine by noon. I’m feeling marginally better but want this allergy head to stop in the worst way.

I still haven’t gotten the seeds into peat pots but I’m hoping to tomorrow. I don’t want to be outside much because I still feel awful — clogged and runny at the same time and now I have a sinus headache which would bring the gods to their knees. The dryness of the air is the biggest problem.

It’s been warm and sunny all weekend. In reality it’s been a beautiful weekend, one I wish I could’ve enjoyed.

But we really need some rain. A week of rain. Not flood type rain but a nice wetting, soaking, drenching rain. It’s too dry here. It’s as if our weather patterns have changed. April showers are supposed to bring May flowers but it hasn’t been like that for the last few years. April has been dry as a bone and May has brought flooding rains. So far, that hasn’t happened as yet and it’s almost mid-May.

Our fire hazard is up way high because the water table is way down. Last week there was a barn fire which, thankfully, was detected early. It was up on the mountain — waaaay up on the mountain — where the winds were high. Some of the embers flew off and lit the yard on fire but the combined efforts of three departments got it under control before it became catastrophic. Wolf spent half the evening up fighting the fire. I went up for a little while to take pictures but left when my allergy head felt as if it would explode. Between the pollen, dryness of the air, and the smoke I was beyond miserable.

(Wolf just called me away to show me a turkey in the garden bed. He said “I knew I should’ve put the fucking fence up.” I hope they didn’t eat the seed I did manage to get in there last week.)

Ok, enough blabbering. Honestly, I’m blogging right now because I’m bored as shit.