Cooked a lot for the week: bread, yogurt, deviled eggs, pesto chicken salad (had to cook the chicken first, but I had pesto in the freezer from last summer), baked pasta. Planned meals for the week. Did laundry and hung most everything on the porch to dry (socks remain too big a pain to hang).
Remembered to water my garden plants and the stevia cuttings I'm rooting, plus the avocado seed I'm trying to get going looks suspiciously like it may do something (a first for me and avocado). If so, I'm declaring a homemade rooting hormone win (willow bark tea). I'm hoping to grow an avocado - it'll be 3-7 years until friuting is possible, but I think having the atrium done is still at least a couple of years out, anyway.
I also picked blackberries, but we ate them all. There aren't yet so many ripe that we can't eat them easily in a sitting, but the time is coming.
He dug up water lines to look at the feasibility of plumbing in grey water (bad news there; we seem to have taken shortcuts in getting ready for the concrete pour on schedule), then worked on organizing his tools once the real heat hit - it's well over 90 again.
Neither of us went down off the mountain today.