It is a proven fact that I don't know shit.
And no, today is NOT the solstice. It is the fall equinox.
Once again, I fail at science, religion, and truth.
Please. I beg your forgiveness.
But I know when the Hurricane Lilies are about to bloom. I know when my chickens moult. I know when it is time to plant the collards.
Still. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.
I am not nearly as embarrassed as I probably should be.