Here's where we are, now

Waking up every morning to survey the acreage, like:

Fucking snails are having a major go at the peas, and are picking off the marigolds one by one like they have a vendetta against the family. 

In good news, though, the last Chocolate Cosmos seed that I thought wasn't going to take, has started to sprout.

I swear on all that is holy that if the snails get this one, too, I shall smite them down seven generations

::sigh:: The excitement never ends, here at the Courtyard at La Palmerosa.