Hot lunch

Roast chicken on herb bread with jalapenos,mixed greens, and goat cheese washed down with a whipped cream topped mochaccino on a park bench in full sun. I lasted ten minutes.

Market frittata

Peas and green onions from the market, eggs from the farm and parsley from my garden.

Summertime canning

Apple pie cooling on the back porch

Fridgeology

No batteries, no pictures

It was a cloudy day but warm enough that no jacket was needed as we headed up the mountain. At the trailhead, there were quite a few like minded folks either leashing up their dogs or gearing up their bikes. Halfway up, I started noticing the hits of colours in between all the sagebrush. So I quickly got out my camera and as the battery pack was dying I clicked one frame which is the one you see below. We carried on down a new trail and stopped to admire the huge red mushrooms emerging from the piles of pine needles. Back on the main trail, the baby blue flax waving gently in the breeze made us stop to admire the tiny flowers, not to catch our breath.

Harvest 2010

I came home from work one day to find a box full of lavender that had been cut from the front garden. This is from one of my oldest lavender plants; I am pretty sure that she is over five years old. She has nicely spread to cover the edge of the path and just a few feet away, among the coral coloured rocks, her babies (many babies) are growing taller and bushier patiently awaiting the day when they will be moved to their new home in the back garden.
This does not look like very much lavender but I do appreciate the fact that someone took it upon themselves to harvest these sweet smelling bundles. It does not take much to make one happy.