Lincoln carries water to the garden.
My little red-haired garden fairies pull weeds.
She even got the root.
A wee little zucchini.
Sidney takes apart pallets to make . . . . . . .
well, I can’t tell you what he is going to make, dear Reader.
It is a secret for everyone except Lincoln, Rachel, Prairie and me. That leaves Sid out of the loop. It is kind of a surprise for Sid.