Skipping around
Yesterday was another gray, warm rainy one, but we cheered it up via a fantastic dinner of fresh white king salmon and green beans from this week's local farmers' market, home grown spuds, and a nice rioja rose. Our beloved son had baked a raspberry/blueberry pie, from which we carved a couple of modest slices and topped them with some locally made vanilla bean ice cream. All this delectation drowned out the nearly audible growth of the grass and weeds in the rain.
I've marched on from Middlemarch to Eliot's last novel, Daniel Deronda. George Eliot was a master - mistress - of setting up arrogant characters for a whole load of come uppance and payback. One reads along, in awe of the coming adjustments.
I've marched on from Middlemarch to Eliot's last novel, Daniel Deronda. George Eliot was a master - mistress - of setting up arrogant characters for a whole load of come uppance and payback. One reads along, in awe of the coming adjustments.
posted by isabelita at 12:57 PM
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Yay for local foods! (Of course, here in NH, it's the end of July and the farmer's markets don't have much local produce ... yet!)
I read Daniel Deronda in an MA English class. I loved it!
I have been amazed by this weather. The garden loves it, except for the corn and squash which would prefer some sunlight. Still there's nothing like rainfall to make everything grow.
What is this "rain" of which you speak?
It is getting rather old in my case, kathyr. I am tired of feeling soggy and overly warm.
That new dryer is rather capacious, and it does have several "cool" settings.
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