Most mornings, the baby starts calling between 6:00-6:30. The early start means we get to see the world wake up. This photo of a misty field is from our Wednesday walk, and Sean saw Venus and the crescent moon yesterday (I am hoping for clear skies this weekend so I can see it, too).
Weekend-wise, our plans are low key: mainly walks and naps. We have pizza dough rising on the stove and I may make another batch of grape jam, depending on sleeping/waking states. It is a bit time intensive, but the flavor is spoonable fall deliciousness. I suspect it would be great with fancy cheeses, though most of ours goes to PBJ.
- 'eating now demands an increasingly complicated mathematics that never ultimately satisfies'
- paper planes
- big mountains
- big sweaters (that I wish had a much smaller price)
- soft pretzels
- painted gardens