This is the photo I didn’t take of the Owen Sound Ribfest in a parking lot on a grey drizzling day, 6 barbecue companies all with giant displays, all crowing about their first place wins, tables in front of each piled with slightly grubby and worn trophies.
Taking my writing outside
A hammock can replace many other pieces of furniture: bed, reading chair, writing desk, etc.
Fridays…
…are for sleeping in and watching the sunrise in our backyard.
Couldn’t resist
I went to Winners to look for yoga blocks; I found this instead.
It’s a good life
Two years ago today I had what I thought was a completely disastrous interview. So bad that I sat in my car and cried when it was done.
Here I am today, taking sunrise brewhouse shots, waiting for the day to unfold: people I like to work make it a fun way to spend the work day, home to the yellow house and the man I love more than I thought possible, off to a community fish fry and then to yoga.
Yes, it’s a very good life.
Oops
I was distracted by a conversation and so missed the moment when I should have turned off the sour coming into the mash mixer for preheating. Even with the clamps off, there was very little leaking.
Morning!
I am glad I’m in a spot where there is no lack of vitamin D falling on me while I work.
Unexpected delights
Watching a kids power wheels demolition derby. Camels in one farmers field, a zebra in another.
Cooking day
Chopped everything for chilli sauce, made borscht, and Keith made me cinnamon rolls.
It wasn’t a bad day…
…but it wasn’t a great one either.