I look out and all our koi are out swimming. This can be very bad. We lost Rukia to hypothermia, and random swimming is a symptom.

I got online and googled “koi premature waking”, “koi wintering”, and half a dozen other phrases and finally got one article that hinted they do sometimes get a little more active during a warmup, and still pointing out if certain bad co2 situations got started they could go up seeking oxygen.

Well…I ran out and tested water temp—42 degrees—incidentally scaring all the fish back under cover. They all looked ok. But I got the test strips out and did a water test. Perfect. Right in the Zone.

So…my imagination of having to build a koi pond in the basement—rushing off to buy a pond form, and  organizing a pot filter and hauling tons of water downstairs from the pond to the basement (there’s water down there, but they’d want their own, for safety)—quickly gave way to “Whew!” thank goodness I don’t have to do that, because once you bring them in and warm them up, they’re with you until spring.

But that was ok. Which led to the next job—planting ten ‘trees’. 40 foot potential blue spruce, sent to us by the Arbor Day Society, because Jane sent them 10.00. Aaagh. We’d given up on them. We expected them in early October. Not so. We’re one snow down and in a little warm snap, so here we are digging back 5″ of mulch and wrestling with wet soggy ground in the rose bed in November. Not only that, they sent us an extra—read: one more hole. I planted 2 between the 40′ tall hemlocks along the road, and will have to defend them from the lawn crew come spring. Jane set more out near our little Fat Albert blue spruce. And 8 in the rose bed. So she did the lion’s share of the soggy, muddy, cold, bent-over work. I dug holes. All this before breakfast.

Now I get to get Bren out of his current pickle and help Jane where possible with the CC site. We talked to Lynn last night: she is very relieved to have us step in, with the broken hand and the sudden obligations that have descended on her—a very dear friend is gravely ill and needs Lynn’s help: and this, with several other matters of that nature, is what has been going on—well, except the broken hand. So we are making progress with the things Lynn has already done under an extremely pressured set of circumstances, not to mention a book deadline, and no kidding, we have Paypal buttons, and are very close to launch.