Oh by the way, folks,
Today we celebrate the birthday of Thomas Hobbes, born in 1588. He was a philosopher who had considerable influence on political philosophy.
He was sometimes regarded as an atheist, although in his day the term atheist was often used for somebody whose concept of God was not quite in accordance with the canonically appointed doctrine, so we're really not all that certain what his religious beliefs were.
But anyhow, nothing happened yesterday. I mowed the lawn at St Peters Chapel, which actually had a fair amount of grass along with the prairie garlic.
I'd like to see somebody invent a use for prairie garlic. We've got so much of it. A certain survival manual claims that all plants of the Allium genus (onion, garlic, etc.) are nonpoisonous to humans so it oughta be edible, but just try to eat the stuff. You can't chew it, no matter how much you cook it. You might as well try to eat a piece of rope.
Hey! That's an idea! Maybe we could figure out a way to make rope out of prairie garlic!
Today it's raining but the Wondrous Weather Website is predicting it'll quit soon. Not that it's a big deal. I don't have anything to do outside anyhow.
Signs of life