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Forty-four is not such a bad age. It's symmetrical, and optimistic, and pointy, like a Perma-lift Bullet Bra.

Breakfast on the farm.*

* We both know it's not a farm. But it did provide my breakfast today.

Around here....

Around here, it's Tuesday already? Around here, we have survived the first halfish-week of school (three days, felt like a month) and a lovely big messy family wedding. Whew.

On the Farm.*

This is what makes me feel peaceful, and full, robust, and bountiful.
* It's not a Farm. It's not even really a lower-case f farm. It's super-gorgeous and amazing every day though.

Around here....

Around here, it's been a week of preparation and planning. And anxiety. Crisis created and averted. Fires to be put out. Micromanaging and wishing not to be. School starts Wednesday and I'm longing for the readying to be over and the routine to emerge and govern us.
Yesterday though? There was a homemade vanilla bean ice cream with fresh blueberry syrup, of which I was quite proud.

Friday, I'm in love....

In a terribly sad kind of way. Pictures by Jesse Frohman, from here.

Thinking about: caprese sandwiches.

I'm usually thinking about some sort of sandwich. And it's the caprese time of year..... Photo and recipe here.

On the farm.*

This is what we're reading (danger) down on the farm. Whole Larder Love is particularly inspiring. The Essential Urban Farmer is particularly useful.
* Did I mention that it's not really a farm? I'm imagining a time when I might stop saying that (danger).

Around here....

It's a long way from here to Bend. 496 miles. But when you get there, you get cousins, and dips in the river, rabbit snuggles, bike rides, ice cream with homemade chocolate sauce, and delicious pancakes with secret kale hidden in them. The chocolate sauce may have had kale in it too. I wouldn't be surprised. Then you have to get back in the car and drive another 496 miles to get home.

Around here....

Look who fledged him/herself right into the driveway and then off to parts unknown. The porch is very quiet now.
Summer mom has decided to wedge in one last road trip before school begins. The fledglings and I are off to Bend, OR in the AM. Nine hours of Super Paper Mario and fast food. Yeah.

Yesterday's post, today!

There's still a chance that these will get listed this week. 

A slight chance. A 4% chance.

Even this post is late.

Housewifery standeth in the way of progress.

And sleeping late, and going to the pool.