Mimi began kindergarten. I now have time to work, during the day, until I feel sick and need a break from working. Sparks set up a real-for-sure gardening shed in our little barn. He also hacked a path to our footgate, just in time to scrump apples from the tree across the lane. Ours need a week still; that tree’s are juicy and gingery and gorgeous. And neglected by everyone but us, which is what I tell myself when I take one.