First Zoe Steps!!!

The Hazards of Velcro

After I pick Zoe up from day care we usually go for a walk to the park or around the garden. Before the walk, however, Zoe gets a snack, and because she is sixteen months old, she usually ends up smearing whatever she is eating all over my hair and clothes. Because of this, Chloe and I have taken the simple precaution of always changing into non work clothes as soon as we start handling our little walking hazmat. Today I did just that, grabbing a pair of shorts (woohoo California!) out of the dryer and walking out the door, led by Zoe. She's not walking on her own yet, but she enjoys walking while holding our hands. I was trying to steer her towards the garden, but she seemed to be fixated on walking down the street, so I followed along. Several cars passed by with people smiling broadly at the two of us. I just assumed that they were smiling at Zoe's cuteness at the time. When I got home though, I discovered another possible explanation: it turned out that a pair of red panties had attached themselves to the velcro closure of one of my back pockets and I had been walking around with them stuck to my ass the whole time.

Pressure Washer

I pressure washed all of the brick walkways at my parents and our house today. I'm not sure why it didn't occur to me, but pressure washers generate a LOT of mud and dirt splashback. I looked like this by the end of the day:

Zoe the fruit epicurian

Zoe has been an enthusiastic accomplice in my recent quest for unusual fruit. I think that she is probably pretty unique in having already tasted Feijoa, White Sapote, Red Strwaberry Guava, Babaco, Cape Gooseberry, Passionfruit in her first fifteen months! Despite their sourness, her favorite seems to be passionfruit, with Cape Gooseberry a close second.

Seckel Pear

I just planted a bare root Seckel Pear. Here's hoping it survives and maybe even sets fruit!

Persian Mulberry

Planted!

More plums

I grafted Elephant Heart, Golden Nectar, Santa Rosa and Satsuma to this tree


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