I did not plan on blogging this morning, but my other plans have been temporarily waylaid.

I intended to start a carving this morning, a chunk of basswood hiding a bunny rabbit, dressed in his finery, standing on his hind legs with his ears upright. I have a video to follow.  The first problem was that the video-carver's chunk of wood is about 1.5" x 1.75" x 4", while mine is 2" x2" x 4".  I had to whittle my block down to size if I wanted to follow his measurements, which I did, and then rest my hands for a bit.

While my hands recovered, I did some kitchen chores and then sat down to place a grocery order.  It's been some time since I've ordered from that vendor, and they wanted me to change my password.  I never would give them my cell number, so I had to wait for an email code.  <fingers drumming>

Back to the bunny for a while.

Once the block was cut (approximately) to size, I went back to the video to get the measurements where all the parts should go.  Of course, he uses metric measurements, and though he often converts them to inches, he converts them to TENTHS of an inch.  And all my rulers measure in EIGHTHS.  So my bunny is approximate from the get-go.  

This particular design is going to require the removal of a LOT of wood to get to the rabbit.  It'll take more endurance than my hands can manage all at once.  So I sit here and whittle a little while I think up the next thing to write.

Two hours ago, while I was thinking about telling you how I got The Husband to promise to plow the garden tomorrow, I remembered that I wanted to broadcast some fertilizer after he makes the first pass so that it will be mixed in well with the soil when he's finished.  Then I remembered that don't have any fertilizer. I put down my knife, showered, dressed, and drove to town to buy some. 

The fertilizer store has garden seeds and chemicals.  I got some kohlrabi seeds (I love that stuff!) and got my "regulars"- okra, squash, etc.  Tomorrow, once the soil is ready, I'm going to plant the kohlrabi and a whole bunch of onions on the first row.

I've already bought the tomato plants - just 24 this year - and am having to baby them like crazy to keep them alive, taking them in and out of the house.  Those that manage to live until it's time to plant them in the ground will be some tough customers.  

The compost pile has enough finished compost to do some good on at least one whole row in the vegetable garden.  I've promised it to the tomatoes.  After the tilling, we'll come up here on the tractor and shovel the compost into its bucket for transport to the garden.  There are enough leaves still on our yard to make a good start toward the next batch.  

I also got some fire ant bait today.  We battle the sh*theads every year but never completely win.