Top of my field! Today I am a .com.

My friend, Sam, happens to be a programmer. He also happens to be patient enough to let me wade through the confusing world of domains, servers, ports, firewalls, sftp and endless, varied passwords.

Patience*, which I think is enhanced by my living very far from Altanta - though I was tempted to open a video link, just so I could have a witness to my pissyface.

Sam says I've accomplished a lot today and that if it were 1997 I'd be at the top of the field!

Woot.

Anyway, announcing tenthmoon My little website will be attending a revolving costume ball while I find a theme that suits. You are welcome to join me!

(*A google searce for patience, which is how I wordcheck, brings up a Spanish Guns N' Roses video! Second listing, wow.)

Blackberries!

There are so many beautiful berries in my new state that I feel personally responsible for the preservation of at least SOME of them.

Yesterday I picked 10 pints. When gathering, if they didn't fall into my hand, I didn't force it. Perhaps it wouldn't matter if I were just slightly less selective...they still needed sugar after all!

I wanted to get deeper into the thickets, so I fit a 3'x8' piece of plywood into the kiddie bike trailer. Throwing the board into the bushes did let me wade in, surfboard style. And I was pretty pleased about the whole arrangement till a few brambles shifted, allowing the board to scoot forward and down. I fell backwards. On a few branches, but no matter, at least I fell Backwards. Today I'll just strap a few tupperware to the bike rack. Berry surfing might not be a solitary activity. I'll wait till I have an audience for very first berry bush face plant.

Totals so far:
13 cups of seedless, slightly sweetened blackberry liquid in the freezer
3 cups of berry paste in the fridge
2 cups of seeds in the compost