Monday, June 20, 2011

The sunrise is well above the eastern horizon at the moment (0541)  and the river is smoothish; just a hint of rippling.  Earlier, when the night was fading away andthe full light of morn had not yet exposed the scene, the river was like a sheet of glass.  As soon as the sun appeared, the river claps with joy and so; the ripples.

 Thirty-one quarts in an hour!!

 They taste as good as they look: sumptuous and succulent.

 I  see many drift-wood camp fires in the future.

 Fish roe or aliens; which ever suits your imagination.

Winding down after a pleasant Father's Day

Off to work soon and on call to boot, so the girls will have to make do with grandpa today.



Blogger Churlita said...

Those strawberries look amazing. It sounds like your life is very, very good right now.

4:17 PM  

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