spring

March came and went with it's lions and lambs. Anniversaries were celebrated and a trip to the coast was enjoyed. Meeting with vaccinated friends has been a great pleasure, attempts to ease back into a social life.

April seems to be moving quickly, the days just seem to disappear but as the garden blooms, art has bloomed on the fence as well. I have been quilting for forty six years and it's seems like time to just pull some things out of the cedar chest and view them. 

 

 

Marigolds have been started, six flats, and I think I've just dented the ounce package of seed I bought. 

 

february is phyllo dough month

 

 

This month almost slipped by with no postings, but not because it hasn't been an eventful month. I'm declaring it phyllo dough month. I have made Chicken Florentine, Spanakopita (twice), sesame crackers, and phyllo wrapped salmon. I am hooked and on my second box. With great pleasure I walk to our local Al Jazeera Market to buy it, coming home via Haight Avenue and saying hi to Bosco.

 

 

Bosco is our local front yard pig celebrity.

simple pleasures

 

 

Twice a week I buy flowers at the Farmer's Market. They are food for the soul. And tomorrow is a momentous day, Mike and I get our first covid vaccination. Here's to hope for the Spring, dreaming of having friends gathered around the dinner table, sitting close together.

2020 in review

The only trip to Cafe Trieste of the year, alas.

January

 

The ferry from Victoria to Port Angeles, what a ride.

February

 

Nothing really to say about this.

March

A peaceful truce in the kitchen.

April

A peaceful cat in the garden.

May

The first of many fruit pies. This was a birthday gift to a good friend.

June

The garden was more than happy to show it's appreciation for all the attention it received this year.

July

The prayer flags disappeared up the tree to the squirrel nest. I like to think my squirrel buddies are being kept warm by them as the weather has turned cold.

August

Neighbors were adding their comments to the big cat. More items have appeared and I have my suspicions as to the perpetrator. My next door neighbor and I joke that we have front yards that people do not steal things but rather add things, that's life in Mayberry, Alameda.

September

Finally, air clean enough air to get out on the bay.

October

 

This is Eddy, my granddog, who lives in Truckee enjoying the first snow.

November

 

 

 

And Covid or no Covid, my yogi friends and I managed an exchange of cookies, candy, scarves, and FRUITCAKE. This is no ordinary fruitcake.

December

 

What a year! Good health to all!

holiday spirit on burbank street

 These are by far the best holiday decorations I've spotted around town. 

The granny square apron was a nice touch as was the small owl across from the flamingo.

this was november

 

 

Some how the entire month of November slipped by in a blur and here we are with almost a week gone in December. Chairs were brought in from the back lawn, tables were set on the back porch for soup and bread sharing. Alas, we will have to wait a few few weeks for that to take place again.

 

 

We managed afternoon Thanksgiving tea with a neighbor.

 

 

Mike and I nipped into the single malt in the fading afternoon light in the living room. Taking a wee nap before roasting a chicken and calling it a turkey dinner. Solstice celebration will be small cookie exchange with neighbors. No complaints really, other than the lack of rain. Our project lists seem to be constantly refilling. And we look forward to 2021.

rowing home from north beach

 

 

Well in my dreams anyway. At least we were able to get out on the water yesterday, tides, wind, and air quality cooperating. And the day felt like a field trip day at least, we followed our row with lunch at abigails 

October is a lovely month to be on the water.