Rain. Just rain.

Snafus.

I got tossed a handful of snafus the past two days. Mainly work-related, but some homelife-related too.

Mister Woodchuck woke up yesterday with a nasty 24-hour stomach bug. He slept the entire day (as woodchucks are wont to do when they feel under the weather) while I cared for our extremely rambunctious Little Woodchuck. LW slept on the couch and I slept on the floor next to the couch to be away from the stomach bug germs. LW is well-rested today; I am not. I don't sleep well on floors.

Fortunately, MW is feeling better now.

Long weekend ahead, lots of chores outdoors. Farmers' Market opens for the season in two weeks.

Getting out a bit.

Last night I went out for a soda pop and a sandwich while Mister Woodchuck stayed home and watched over the Little Woodchuck. I get out one night every couple weeks, and it's such a blessed relief. I love my resident whistle pigs, but I need a break from them sometimes.

Anyway, I met some truly interesting people last night. They were all very different and all very nice, and it went a little ways to restoring my goodwill toward humanity. I'd pretty much lost all faith in people on the whole in the past three years.

Fire warnings throughout the area. No more brush burns until after a good day of rain. There are plenty other chores for me to attend to in the meantime.

Greening up.

The land is slowly greening up, though it's slow going because the day and night temperatures remain cold.

Did another brush burn Saturday. We roasted potatoes in the embers, and they were delicious after a hard day's work.

Easter morning egg hunt: bitter cold and windy. Everyone was bundled up, but all the eggs were found.