I tended to the front gardens a bit when I got home from work. I gave Maven more sage cuttings, which if left unhacked threatens to take over the world, and it turns out that she knows Babushka, who came tottering by. Babushka doesn't look well. I gave her sour cherries off the tree, raspberries off the cane, and some basil and spinach. Maven had some basil too. Then Kal called announcing a new subject of photography, photographs of whom the grandparents obviously had to see.
Lena is about three months old, black, is short-haired but has the tail of a long-haired cat, and thinks that old brother Marlowe's tail is the best toy ever.