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Second last of the reasonable days before the heat dome arrives. Didn't get around to sweeping up cherries and cutting down vines in the backyard. Maybe tomorrow, maybe never. Left back and leg have been spasming and nothing seems to stretch them out. Got to the library for stealth! holds. Had mashed potato thingy at Mary Brown's (Canuck fried chicken). Hung pride flag from porch hooks because my philodendra were pining in the lack of light. I still can't stand steadily on the little step stool and the three tier one is down in the basement. But used my litte plastic rake to lift the end up over the hook, so anyway, there it is.

Then made a Spanish frittata with the potatoes I cooked the other day and two onions that were getting past their prime. It should provide at least two meals-- four if I'm abstemious, but I have no resistance when it comes to potatoes and caramelised onions. No idea what I'm going to eat this coming week but with any luck I may not want to eat anything.