Winding through the knots. Largo Canyon -- The home-grown well pulling machine worked pretty slick. They had that pump out in under an hour. Meanwhile I put a pump in, into the little feng-shui fountain sitting in the corner of the greenhouse. If things are quiet you can hear it gurgling from the alcove. I moved a desk into the alcove to keep my seeds and garden journal on. The hostel wing is all tidy. Why, the residents, would hardly recognize it! Pulled the recliner out of Clay's room where he had its location marked in chalk on the floor incase any of us tried to come in and snatch it. Where is that guy?
 My horse swapping endeavor is keeping me entertained these days. Some folks in Gallup, NM, have a really pretty pinto filly. She's going to grow up to be a really big horse as her mother is Canadian warmblood. I started out offering to trade 1700 adobe bricks for her. The owner, Jennifer, didn't just tell me to get lost, but we have been going back and forth over what they need (removal of about 100 tons of horse poop), what they want (a giant adobe barn), and what I can commit to (what ever John lets me). Kory, her hubbie, is a farrier, so he will come out Wednesday afternoon, trim our equines hooves, and see what we can swap. Those people have almost 40 horses in their yard! Gee, that makes me look benign. I could probably sneak over to their place and steal that filly and they wouldn't even notice for a couple of weeks.
Well, I better go to the kitchen. Promised that I would make some fresh pesto tonight for dinner. Maybe we'll eat that first tomato of the season too!?!
Yrs,
JRW
ps. Your morning glories are winding their way through the first knot. Yep. Believe it or not.
7:12:40 PM 
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