The local racquet club will let us try them out (free) for the month, so the girls and I will lounge poolside tomorrow with a picnic lunch. Joe and Eli will be in San Rafael for a couple days, so it's just us girls. Feeling kind of excited about that. The library, sewing projects, a matinee... dinner out.
Grace is a gazelle and bounds uphill in crocs. We're exploring the idea of training for a half marathon together.
Running our own neighborhood circuit, we grew interested in collecting seed spikes from the wildflower/ herb mullein, and blackberries, and cat tails in their various stages of maturity, and wild grapes. We thought we'd collect a bucket of acorns, and process them into mash like the Maidu indians. I remember making acorn pancakes with my friend Caroline when we were 12. We'd read My side of the Mountain, and might have tamed a hawk fledgling to hunt for us, and sewn a buckskin suit with a bone needle too, but the acorns were easier to find. I think we missed the step of leaching out the tannins, because the pancakes were inedible. Ours will be better.
I've been trying to root some rose and hydrangea cuttings. Today I noticed roots on the hydrangea leaves I left soaking in a tea cup of water. Those dipped in rooting hormone, in soil, look dead, though I continue to water and wish over them. I'm interested in seed saving and asexual propagation. "New" store bought plants are pricey, yes?
Life is sweet today also.
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Your posts bring a tear to my eye. Thanks for appreciating the goat shed. I suggest painting it red and having the girls paint a mural on it.
ReplyDeleteOn Selected Shorts recently, I listened to the story Wild Plums. Thankfully your children won't have to sneak the pleasure of dusting off a warm wild plum and enjoying the bitter sweetness of it.
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