Last post was August 26....my readers are going to think we don't do anything up here in the mountains. Sometimes we don't! When our children call, we're never home. They leave messages like, "Old people, are you in bed asleep already?" (3 o'clock in the afternoon) or "Where are you? Every time I call, you're not home. You're old. You're suppose to be home." Labor Day we spent the afternoon and evening at a cookout with friends on their back porch and Saturday we attended a house warming cookout in Georgia. A few shots of one my favorite "people" who sat at the table with us.
Happy Summer Solstice! It was a beautiful start to this day. The typical mountain fog had settled in when I got up at 6:30 but burned off shortly after. I always go outside when I first get up, scan for wildlife, and walk around soaking in the morning peace and calm. Did about 20 minutes of stretchy yoga, showered and had a light breakfast of cream of buckwheat with ghee-fried peaches. I still felt a little full from eating Italian food with Janice last night. We go out at 4:30 and take our time eating and talking, have a glass of wine and Friday night is dessert night. Janice is doing better. It'll be a year in August since she lost Ernie. I left the breakfast dishes in the sink and headed to our Murphy Farmers Market. First stop was "Healing Ways" produce farmers for fresh Swiss chard, butter crunch lettuce, and a bunch of young summer squash and zucchini since all of mine are falling off the plants....
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