Still plugging away at my NIH proposal.
Meanwhile, the editors of the Doctor Who book asked me to cut 713 words, as they’ve just had length limits imposed (months after they thought they’d finalized the text). That’ll be “fun.”*
D. got the haircut he wanted, only 2" off, so it’s still fairly long, but it’s cute. He’s always cute.
My baby apple tree forgot about “June drop,” so I had to hand-thin the excess apples that were bringing it close to collapse. I removed 72 (!) and left a couple dozen. Last year it came up with 13 apples total.
Why don’t we get more of a transition between a high of 71°F (yesterday) and 97°F (tomorrow)? It’s not normal. I want to hide inside but have errands.
*Update: Okay, fair enough, about 470 of the words in the essay were fluff; it's better without them. I'd rather not give up 243 more, though.
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