This morning the smoke has annihilated San Marco. I watched it puff in gradually as I was putting collard seeds in the garden. Some P.I.E. exercise there. I lugged the requisite bags of 50 lb.Black Cow to practice my basic dead lifting. I pulled in the miles of hose which replicates a move Jane Fonda taught us in the 80's. Of course, in her videos she was wearing sparkly tights while I'm wearing my older son's gym shorts. I think Jane would understand. She's older now too.
I could have double dug the collards thereby using my biceps,but I didn't. I drug a piece of copper pipe to make a shallow trench and filled it with my Vates collard seeds. These are the first seeds I have ever gathered myself, so I don't have a lot of germination faith. We'll see.
My long bike ride will be this afternoon. It will only add about five miles to my IFWA( If fish were anthropologists..) total which is now 35 miles. I want to bike 3,000 miles to tell myself that I really could bike across America if I didn't have other things to do. Of course, I know this is a major fantasy. Real biking across the USA requires serious spandex plus crossing major mountains. My biggest challenge is the Roosevelt Bridge. :-)
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