Frozen Ground

Last night I listened while the R.A.T.'s practiced a new routine for Cirque de Rodentia. This required cat naps so I could stay alert at 1, 3 and 5 am.

I was well rested for a day of gardening in the tundra that is the West side of Phinney Ridge. It was cold last night. Ellie asked, when we were looking at all the frost, if frost was made out of snow. I told her no, and asked her if she knew what dew was. She said, "Yes. Dew is the wet little bits." I told her frost was frozen little wet bits.

The move of the Other Mother continues. Ellie was brought to the dr. today by her very capable other parent, lest one thinks I would ever imply otherwise, I am here to put on record, she is perfectly capable of taking Ellie to the doctor.