1. If you can’t tell from the lateness of this post, I have the day off (and Toby let me sleep in!). There will be  plant shopping and hiking and sewing and pergola-sitting-under-ing galore in the next four days.

2. It’s Bob Dylan’s  birthday today, whose songs make both my inner hippie and my inner poet happy. I’d pick one to feature but there are just too many: early Bob with “Talkin’ John Birch Paranoid Blues” early-middle Bob, with “Mr. Tambourine Man” and “Visions of Johanna,” or later Bob with “Not Dark Yet” or “Most of the Time.” Happy 73rd birthday, Bob!