Why is it that every time I even think about riding the bike up to see Mom and Dad, it starts raining?! I'm glad I went even though Dad was pretty low. He has two more weeks of radiation and chemo and was told that he'll recover some energy when the treatments end in two weeks. Despite how sick he is, he still works so hard.  He and a couple of his friends loaded up three felled trees and hauled them to his property to be split and stacked. The wood furnace saves Mom and Dad a bundle on heating costs, and to date they haven't had to pay for any wood. Instead they offer to cut up and haul away felled trees. They're also trying some other things to make their homestead more economical. Apparently great minds think alike. While J and I have been busy putting in a new raised bed garden in the backyard, Mom and Dad were busy tilling up their own small garden patch.Last year they tilled a small garden plot that ran alongside their storage barn (located  down the road), but the neighbors started helping themselves to the produce. (The nerve!) Their house lot is so wooded that they didn't think they'd get enough sun to have a garden in the yard,  but with food prices going nowhere but up, the only loss would be time if the garden isn't successful. I'm looking forward to hurrying  home to get spinach and lettuce planted in our new bed that's just had a nice soaking rain.  And then J's asked me to go see Elky Summers at the Museum of Art tonight. Wheee! I love date nights.