Yesterday was such a good day, quiet stitching of cordage at the library, with art and dance, then home to a clean house and the pleasure of having got around without special travel arramgements. This is so back to normal, though it would be a luxury a lot of people wish they had, I know.
And the front yard is in full late summer swing
And today here's the total harvest from another potato plant. A good size, but one solitary spud. Next year I think I'll plant white potatoes again, the yellows being unpredictable.
Misfits came yesterday, in welcome rain
And brought a couple of unplanned bonuses. One was a bunch of kale, which I didn't order, kale, no matter how young and tender, tasting metallic to me, like sucking coins. The other, however, was a package of Polish smoked salmon!
Supper was decided. Pita bread with some of the salmon and plain Icelandic yogurt, side of baby spinach. All in today's misfits box.
And today is World Embroidery Day, marked by Tatters thus
Happy day, everyone, may smoked salmon be with you!
