Letter to Erin 20150521

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hi Erin!  How are you, my beloved?  You are the love of my life, and you are the most beautiful woman in the world to me.  I love you, and I need you.  I thought I woke up late this morning after going back to sleep after the dawn prayer, but it was only 7:30 am.  So after the preliminaries with my cats and plants, I started working on my fried flat noodles with clams.  I completed it by lunch, and it turned out OK.  Not great, but OK.  Cockles taste better with fried flat noodles.  So for dinner, I dumped the rest of the clam broth into the leftovers, and it tasted better.

In the evening, I cut the grass over at your house inshaAllah.  I find that I can get more grass cut if it's not too long.  Kind of like working out: it's better to maintain a routine than to let it go and catch up later.  After that, I planted one of my harumanis/harumanis hybrids into the ground in front of my little house.  I already have two harumanis in my front yard which I planted 2 or 3 years ago.  Not hybrids, and I didn't take care of them other than trimming them and some bug spray.  Allah is the One Who watered them.  I estimate they will bear fruit in about 4 years, and in theory my hybrid should bear fruit sooner than that.  InshaAllah.  So this is a comparison test for my mango hybrids.