Warm milky latte with my sweet B. (and Miss Tallulah Mae)A Cooper’s hawk in all its lovely cinnamon-colored glory
The spicy-sweet vanilla/nutmeg smell of jasmine,
which is blooming all over the neighborhood
This beauty (not mine, unfortunately)
These lovelies, which are mine, courtesy of Trader Joe’s;
it doesn’t get cold enough here to grow peonies,
alas, so one must snap them up at the store
when one can
Licking the frosting bowl after making
these cupcakes
Getting emails from friends who’ve come to visit this blog.
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