Tiger lillies are delicious. They taste mildly onion-y, only maybe better.
Much to our delight, the loft bed is finished. Since I don't have the pictures yet, here's Phil on a suspension bridge instead. And yes, the bed is even more fabulous than Ithaca's gorges. We know because the cats tell us so.These monkeys get bigger and smarter and more fun each day. They're talking a lot now, and today generally bouncing off walls since it's so cold and rainy out. I think I'll make some more coffee before they wake up.
Next weekend we're going to see "wildman" Steve Brill in Pawlings, and NYC for an edible plants walk.These are our new, newlywed neighbors. I really, really, really like having them around.
This week, brother George RODE HIS BIKE from Lancaster, PA, to Ithaca, NY. While he was here, we picked up the loft bed and did landscaping together. And fried fish. Fear not, all this will be proven later with photos.
Here's me, loving life and feeling grateful.