Day 330

Well, my guitar is at the shop as I type. I hope they can fix it by tomorrow. I still need to practice so it's a good thing there are five other guitars in my apartment do diddle on while ole' reliable is in the shop. The guy asked how long ago I bought the guitar and his eyebrows went up when I said eight years ago.  I don't know why, but he thought that was long long ago. Who knows.

I transplanted my swiss chard to another pot today and I'm worried I killed it, they are looking not so perky. I hope they come back from the dramatic ordeal.

For Lunch: A salad made of fresh tomatoes from the balcony, and fresh basil, with kalamata olives, oregano, salt, pepper, red wine vinegar and extra virgin olive oil. Yum.