With some help.

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Garden hoses were thawed, as were fittings.  So they were drained, rolled, and stowed.  Placed on boards, centered on rafters in the back of the garage.  It is nearly 18:00.  I'll close the coop, checking food first.  I hate to have hungry animals.  Fasting is more of a human or wild thing.  Odd that.  What takes humans, et. al., willpower is a natural part of wild animal life.  Sharpness is found from it, and health and vigor... until it becomes lethal.  No different from excess, just faster.

Blood sugar started out wicked high, at 214 fasting.  It dropped to 181, post fatted tea which I count as a meal. It is more reasonable now, at 144.  Whatever.  It is again trending lower, but jumping for no good reason.  The premeal average is in the 150's, after meal is fifteen points higher, average.  It's the loopy fasting blood sugar which is driving the overall average to above the after meal average!  Foul!

It was cold this morning.  I thought it was still cold.  Not so much.  It felt almost into the high fifties?  I brought my thermometer in the other day.  It was rattling so terribly from wind I thought it would break.  Two wood screws and a drill.  Yeah.  Soon.  And another one for out back, the other back... maybe on the coop.  Plus a rain gauge.  Yeah.

Good night.