*waves*
Hullo, all.
It's the wettest, rainiest spring *ever*. I love it, but *man*. My basement's never going to dry out. My mint, blackberry canes, and assorted other things are thriving, though.
So, I talked in my last post about my Aunt dying, and about the recordings I had that I was listening to. (
I made a little mp3 out of one of them. )