so yesterday horsemouth didn't end up going for a wander and doing a little light reading like he said he would.
instead he was away to lock's garage and then madley plants in search of tomatoes and various other plants. everything was beautiful in the sunshine.
tonight walpurgisnacht various witchy goings on (allegedly).
ok one of the chickens has died (old age mostly). no horsemouth did not sacrifice it to infernal forces. in a bit he goes to bury it. (but first his coffee).
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