I am in no way even a little organized; it took me the best part of an hour to get the icon made and loaded, and I've copped out of getting the dogwood tree photographed today due to general owieness and extreme crankitude.

If I could find my hammers and go down and take the fence and the gate off the gatepost Anna drove over so the gate could be hung on the post she put in the ground on Tuesday, I'd maybe feel just a little less overwhelmed by Things Left Undone.

Julia, right now I'm missing two hammers, a brace and its collection of bits and the froe I need for splitting old fence posts into fenceboards.