bogged.

Willow, discovering why we always tell her to not walk there. She got bogged (can you see how deeply her left foot has sunk in?!) and freaked out.

We're a bit stuck with the garden at the moment. M is disappointed that all our veggies have drowned in the rain. What I would really like to do is to lower this garden bed- which seems crazy, I know! It gets enough water... but this water has no where to go, and since this bed is *higher* than our courtyard's paved area... you can imagine how that goes. After lowering it ever so slightly, I'd love to put in a raised garden bed.

But, we're in a rental. There's only so much worth doing in a house that we are in for only a few years. M and I often hope that I (since I'm an only child, and M has two older brothers) have a super rich, currently unknown relative on death's door. You know, the one's that emails from Nigeria always tell you about...