tiredA happy part of what has been contributing to the unevenly stocked pantry is that a Tweet-length job-hunting story I submitted in February was chosen for a Golden Grant, so we received a dozen boxes of Golden Grahams:
Laurel reports that they are good dry.
It's book fair time again, so my weekdays will be tied up with that through next Monday. Even though I feel exhausted before it even starts, I will bring my A-game because it's a whole week of new-book smell and talking about kiddie lit with real live people. Setup was today after the truck arrived:
I will be sick of the sound this book makes by Wednesday afternoon:
Since I missed taking a photo of the pink hyacinths I saw earlier this month before they went by, here's a blooming tree that doesn't smell like meat (*cough* Bradford pears):
Also, the orchid that I have been watering for the past four years decided to bloom:
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