More booths every week at the farmer’s market, and more stuff each week. This week: asparagus, strawberries, a few things like early cukes and broccoli. I arrived late, after a meeting, and got the last package of fresh buttertarts.
A small child totally covered in grunge and bruises from running about, climbing things, and bashing into things.
Too hot in the house. Open windows. Cold night! Too cold in the house. Hot day. Too hot in the house….
5 days left in school. (We are so, so counting down.)
Solstice! Happy longest day! Now we’re on the downslope, and those of us with Estonian genes can happily turn our minds to making jam and canning things. Because winter is coming, and it is long, dontcha know?