I woke up around 6:30, read journals and answered urgent e-mail, and then spent an hour re-reading Edward Eager's The Time Garden and puttering in my own garden. I repaired most of the damage from the freak hail storm of a few days ago, and with one more garden store trip planned for tomorrow morning, and a trip up to Devon for sari fabric next week, I'm hopeful that by the end of next week, everything should be planted, watered, hung, and otherwise settled in for a long summer of happy garden.
Today, teach until 8:30 again -- another long teaching day. But I have a three hour break in the middle this time, so I may go wander around downtown, do a little shopping. The weather's beautiful, so it'd be a perfect day for it. I need summer sandals, and I have a fifteen percent-off coupon for Marshall Fields. :-)
Alternatively, I may try to write then. Shop, or write? Shop, or write? I know which option would make Bob happier. Kevin too. :-)
I think The Time Garden was my first exposure to the word “thyme.” So I pronounced it like it’s spelled, with the same starting sound as “thin.” And I thus couldn’t figure out why that particular herb had anything to do with time travel. 🙂