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Monday, March 23 2026
It was a sometimes rainy and occasionally even snowy day, but that didn't stop me from working on the west end of the Chamomile Wall, something I often start doing the moment Diane the Cat wants to climb into my lap when I'm sitting at my computer and I don't want to end up stuck there. The snow was coming down in big flakes as I built out a second parallel wall to the north of the existing one and laid a few stick-like stones spanning from one to the other to better stabilize them. But the ground was too warm for the snow to do anything but immediately vanish on contact.

Later in the afternoon, the clouds began to clear and a chill appeared in the air, and at that point I took Charlotte for a clockwise walk up the Farm Road and then back through the scrubby highlands to its west.

For dinner tonight, I made a curry from tofu, onions, mushrooms, broccoli (including the entire stem, all chopped into little bits), and a purple carrot. To this, I added a coconut-curry paste, one of our impulse purchases yesterday. I also used a lot of water (to which I added broth) in order to cook the broccoli and carrots to a suitable texture, though I then allowed a lot of it to boil off. When I eventually tasted the concoction, I thought it was cloyingly sweet. I assumed it contained sugar, but when I later looked at the ingredients, I saw that it did not. That sweetness must've been coming from its tomato paste contents. What really mattered, though, was what Gretchen thought, and she seemed to think it was great. On the way home from work this evening she'd had to go to traffic court in Hurley for a speeding charge she'd picked up months ago on Route 28. (As always, it got pled down to a $150 "parking on pavement" infraction.)


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