Summer is halfway over and we have yet to pull out the boat, four-wheelers, or motorhome. This may be an indication of how our summers are going to play out going forward and I'm not having it. Hugh has been busy with the fire department (and is currently battling a large wildfire in the national park located literally in our backyard), so he has been unavailable for recreational pursuits. If this is what his schedule is going to look like on the regular, I will be leaning on the Man-Cub to help me take the boat out. There is no reason for the rest of us to miss out while Hugh chases his joy.
In the meantime, the joy that I am chasing has included a trip to the farmer's market with Mom, where we purchased several loaves of locally made bread...
...and some heirloom tomatoes that I used in a delicious Caprese salad.
I also invited Kristi over for a wine sampling on the porch one evening. We sampled a color flight that included the brightest Chardonnay, all the way up the spectrum to the deepest Malbec. Our highest-rated wine was the Malbec, which surprised us both.
I served a classic charcuterie board, along with a platter of bruschetta and a loaf of crusty bread with flavored olive oil for dipping . It was a fantastic spread and we agree that we need to make wine sampling and snacking a permanent event on the summer calendar.
The vast majority of my time has been spent reading or embroidering on the porch. I'm eternally grateful for this porch of mine; it soothes the sting of not being able to travel or go on spontaneous adventures, thanks to the albatross around my neck, aka: the hardware store. (Full-on rant about that situation coming soon, so that will be fun).
If I can't be on a beach with a good book in hand, the porch is a fair alternative.
And, that's life, lately.
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