I Heart the Tooling Lending Library

In the middle of chaos came Shirley. I was washing salad greens for the Pop Up General store and someone knocked on the door. I'm like, "Who that?" from the top of the stairs, and then just another polite knock. So I went downstairs and there she was: the (relatively) new owner of the lot. "Shirley?" I said, and she nodded. Dreading condos, but knowing the real reason why she had come over, I asked how she was doing, and told her to come out into the garden, as I had a gift for her. I dashed ...