I have said it before, and I’ll say it again – I don’t know what genius landed in this benighted swamp and said, “Sure, let’s build a city here,” but I would like to have words with them. Strong, strong words.
Despite the fairly miserable weather, we are managing to survive. I’m hoping I’ve talked our landlord into putting a ceiling fan in the living room, and our tiny and ancient stove has been replaced with a tiny but new stove. Hoorah!
T and I appear to have started quite the 2015 wedding trend. After years of being confused by people inundated with wedding invitations, I’m now afraid to open our mailbox, and not just because our mail person jams things into the box all higgledy-piggledy. After my honeymoon, ten year college reunion, (pictures at the links) and then four weddings in about six weeks this fall, I may need a vacation to recuperate from all the travel.
Our CSA from One Straw Farm has started, and I’m enjoying it so far. The weather is so hot that giant heads of lettuce for salads are greatly appreciated, and the strawberries were amaaaaaazing.
A few other pictures from some of our recent exploits: