There are days . . . .

There are days when I just need to read Evening Prayer as soon as I get home.  And I do so do.  And I did, today. Nothing untoward happened today, but I was just beat and whipped and worn when I got home.  I think that perhaps part of this is that I can feel

All pickled

This year’s batches of lime pickles are done.  (I am considering another 10-lb batch…..) The haul this year is 6.25 quarts, with enough left over for a couple of meals soon.  Those trailer pickles are in the fridge in a plastic container. I’ve written before about my love of these pickles.  Here’s that posting, and

Hummingbirds

Speed now hummingbird Your wings with nectar are fed Sweet drink beckons you ~Jeffrey Carter, 20 August 2013 ——————————- I saw the first hummingbird at the new feeder this morning.  My yard will never be the same, nor will the view from my windows.