Harvested in September, wrapped and stored in the cat barn in a metal storage chest
Sun going down on a beautiful Sunday
A post birthday tea
The baker’s Sunday rolls
Clear and cold
Lazing around on a Saturday night
Even on a dull walk there’s something to see
The gall wasp lays eggs in the leaf bud of wild roses. They hatch out in the spring.
I spied a woodpecker in a tree along Mill Road. I couldn’t get close enough for a clear photo. Then it flew away.
Damp and muddy and grey
I can’t always keep the world away from
the peace of The Gables. Sorry.
As you know we have many animals here and I won’t insult them
By calling these cowardly, inhumane and brutal bipeds, animals.
Sour dough starter pita bread
Jeremy made 8 of them last night. I don’t think there will be any left by tonight!
