Cooper, Sara and some of Lori. Back on the trail after a rainy day. And, yes, retirement is good.
Cooper, Sara and some of Lori. Back on the trail after a rainy day. And, yes, retirement is good.
We are very fortunate at dreamranch, but there are a couple of things on our holiday wish list. More posole. More snow.
Wearing out my iPhone on a 5-minute rain. In truth, the smell was better than the pictures. Don’t need app; just keep on living.
I guess I was between this hummingbird and its cherry sage destination when it flew into my iPhone view this wet fall morning.
This probably spells trouble: Made spaghetti carbonara for breakfast for the third time this week, although Day 2 was with smoked salmon instead of bacon. Heavenly is the word that comes to mind, partly because it goes down so easy. The eggs, bacon fat, parmesan and pasta water make for the creaminess. And because it …
Might as well not wear socks.
Came across so much good stuff lately, including: Flower photo from my sister, Hope Harper, in Helena, Montana. (I mean to ask: chocolate flower, golden aster, golden eye?) (And I hate to tell my New Mexico brethren, but that’s the irrigation ditch running behind her house). The several things in The New Yorker explaining Trump …
If the light doesn’t wake me, the white paw will.
The first Swan 115, Solleone, undergoing initial trial in northern Finnish seas near Jakobstad. I’ll take one.
T.C. Boyle: “People tend to romanticize the picture of a writer—they want it to be easy, something a genius can just knock off between debauches, because if it is, if it doesn’t require talent, discipline and a lifelong commitment, then maybe there’s a hope that they, too, someday can knock out their own great and …
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