Such beautiful friends

Thank you!
I love the photos.
i love the earrings.
i love the wooden egg thingys.
I love the buckeye.
I love the persimmon seeds.
I love the naked people postcard.
I love you guys!

Berries of Blueness

Last weekend on our Rail-Trail bike ride on Cape Cod, we picked a huge load of blueberries and huckleberries. Tiny sweet flavorful pockets of juice. I found a few recipes in which to make use of them. Pancakes, on French Toast, Lemon-Blueberry Scones, and finally, Mini Blueberry Tarts. I couldn't believe how long our supply lasted.

Easterly winds blow colder

I miss the West.
I miss my Berkeley Morris family.
I miss friends in Oakland.
I miss Jupiter's porter and pomegranate cider. (and local microbreweries in general)
I miss singing.
I miss Bledington.
I miss Athiests.
I miss local nurseries and gardening shops.
I miss real bread.
I miss Berkeley Bowl.
I miss having 3 NPR stations to choose from (and having at least one come in tune to my alarm clock)

It's not the same here.

New friends in the land of the lost

We've made friends with the downstairs neighbors, which is both convenient and fun! It's like living with BT2 again, but with locking doors in between. And two wiener dogs yipping at your heels. We've introduced them to a few board games, which gives much hope for those long cold winter evenings ahead.
Yay, winter!!

Postcards from the West Edge

Beautiful mail from beautiful friends! Lemurs frolick and dance, while scrumptious English tea (with crumpets and clotted cream!) makes me hungry, and creative energy flows straight from the "public transport guy". This is the view from my desk. Thanks Jozz, Jonathan and Britt!