The highlight of my weekend so far was checking out the Wildflower Center in Austin with my aunt. Of course it's the dead of winter, so there were no flowers blooming for us to ooo & awe at, but we were mainly there to do some research so we could get a jump on seeding some wildflowers into the meadow-y areas of our 4 acre yard so it will be beautiful this spring & summer. We also chose a beautiful Texas Mountain Laurel tree to plant as a memorial to my uncle. So that's why I was so quiet yesterday. It may not have been as fun as psychedelic reggae, or as selflessly important as donating blood, but it resembles having a fuckin life, so I am happy ;~)