mysterious morning fog.

wishful thinking.

not traditional, but still celebratory.

heirloom tomato salad.

Courtesy of our CSA:

peas in a pod.

The term “great aunt” doesn’t always denote generational distinctions.

a bit of tucson in south bend.

I ordered this a few weeks back from Diana Madaras’s summer sale. I trust I’ll spend lots of winter looking at it longingly.

waiting.

One benefit of waiting for the bus with the roaring sun at my back: I look taller and thinner than I’ll ever be.

beachcombing.

(also known as torturing crustaceans) – evidence that my sister and Sarah are better companions of a ten-year-old than I am.

mango tango.

hot tub time machine.