So cold. It’s a blinding white glimpse of the obvious to say it’s cold, but there it is. Cold never used to trouble me – and in fact I still adore winter, and before that fall, and rank Kansas summer heat just above root canal. But the fact remains that I am freezing. While walking [...]
We’re in Chicago this weekend visiting my folks, and the constant intake of pizza, pretzels and Walker Bros. pancakes makes for sluggish blogging indeed. A fresh and tasty post – the joys of noodle kugel – is cooling on the counter for tomorrow, but for a little flashback enjoyment right now, let’s revisit November, 2007. [...]
Fall has definitely fallen, and mornings have been so dark the last few days, so dark and chilly that when I’m walking the dog, Cleo can lift her dew-sparkled snout and see the sun rise in the park. I tell you this because I believe it’s important to show that I am not always thinking [...]
Before my head ever left the pillow, there was a lab nose in my face and a twelve-year old in my ear. “Are you hungry?” No. I am in bed. “Should we go out to breakfast?” Maybe. When I am out of the bed. Cleo stared at me, her fixed brown-eye seal stare, feed me. [...]
Posted in Lawrence on Jul 20th, 2008
There are amazing sights at the Lawrence Farmer’s Market, and most all of them start on a farm. But not all of them are edible.
