Fair warning: there will be little fiction written this weekend. Tomorrow is my birthday; Sunday, of course, is Mother’s Day. In honor of my birthday, I was given a nice allowance for new perennials for my garden–and what should I find on the clearance rack but honest-to-the-gods wormwood! Not that pedestrian variety of artemisia one usually sees, but the Real Thing. Naturally, since this is also the month for finishing Affairs, this feels like a Good Omen.
I will be out in the garden, planting and mulching and weeding, most of the weekend. Whee!