We woke up to 27*F temperature yesterday morning
and by 2 in the afternoon,
I could still do this---tap the frozen water!
The Turk's Cap is completely burned back to the ground.
The croton plant which is 4' tall is trying to hang on
but the bad news is that we were that low again last night!
Two nights in a row is killing not just burning.
And yet the Camellias just keep smiling.
I did a lot of knitting yesterday-it was too cold to work in the woodshop
in the garage so I finished the hat.
Didn't the yarn make a cool pattern?!
It stayed consistent like this all the way around
-not just pooling in only one place!
And I thought I better get going on Bill's socks; he is down with Covid. While he has been sick for several days,
it wasn't possible to go to get a rapid test until today.
He is sick; the way you are with a bad flu.
He is trying to stay in his own space, I follow him around with Lysol when our paths cross--
I found the last can of aerosol spray
--just in time.