God's Provision is a Funny Business

That's a nice way of saying that Tecot is now in the refridgerator. Many thanks to my neighbor, Mr. Duke, for the helping hand. For one raised on momma's milk, Tecot was a fat little booger. We're having our first "feast" on Saturday. I'll let you know how it goes.

Fitting

Nahum spoke her first word yesterday that Andrea and I could decipher: "flower."

Fitting for the little girlie-girl that she is.

We're still working on "Zinnia angustifolia," but flower will be good for now.