Goat Pancakes

We love buttermilk pancakes, our neighbour loves my buttermilk pancakes, and buttermilk pancakes love us so to counteract all this love we hiked up to the radio tower along with the weed-munching herd of goats.

Rose Hill drive

We don't notice the washboard gravel road, the numerous cattle guards, or our ears popping as we slowly climb our way to the top of the hill, stopping numerous times for the deer to cross the road, the coyote to slink from one side to the other, and to breathe in the fresh country air and listen to the silence as cattle in the fields and on the road gaze our way and then go back to munching on the grass or enjoying a salt lick while the clouds bunch up on the horizon and we look down on the city that seems so far away.

It's drying time again

It will probably take about two weeks or even longer to dry the bunches of basil hanging in our kitchen. And even after cutting some of the herb, there is still quite a bit left for pesto.

It's in the bag

This was a great bag to make because I got to use some of my favourite fabrics to piece together the front and back panels.

Inside the very roomy tote I stitched a double pocket.

So Far Away

So far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to  know you're just time away

 

But you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so nice to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're so far away

Carole King Lyrics
 

Heat stroke remedy

The heat is like a blanket; you try to toss it off but it just settles back onto you. Even ice water is just a temporary relief.

The fans and A/C are just noise so I opt for my Japanese fans to move the air in front of my face. Yes, that feels good. But what feels even better is to peel an ice cold fig, the honey dripping through your fingers and on your chin as you bite into the soft seed filled fruit, a little crunch, a little heaven, yes, that feels really good. Do this several times and the heat is all but forgotten.

A jar of peeled figs for a mid-morning snack at work.

Bathing beauties

These pics were taken through the glass doors looking out to the birdbath which, considering the heat, was a hive of activity this afternoon. Once they were done I added a second one so that the line-up doesn't get too long.