April 16th: it’s spring, right?

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This picture’s taken inside the chicken barn. It was a gloomy day Wednesday and I loved how appropriately moody it was looking out, cobwebs, cracked window, black cat and all. This one’s another phone picture.

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January 22nd

When you don’t have any sweets in the house, the obvious solution is to make Russian teacakes/Mexican wedding cakes, because they whip up in about twenty minutes. This is especially critical when it’s already nearly ten p.m. These little babies were ready in no time. As I was taking pictures of them after the fact, I had to fend off an interloper.

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In the Picture o’ the Day, June says, “Russian teacakes, for me? You shouldn’t have.”

Behold the teacakes.

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December 2nd: It gets dark in about an hour’s time now

These pictures were taken over the last two days at about the same time, in the space of an hour, an hour I like to call too lazy to turn on any lights o’clock. Let us move from light to dark, then.

June through the curtain

June through the curtain

Little pig candle holder

Little pig candle holder

Baby Christmas cactus leaf

Baby Christmas cactus leaf

Old, old windows.

Old, old windows.

The shaggy lantern

The shaggy lantern

It's beginning to look a lot like Halloween. (I need to throw these gourds away.)

It’s beginning to look a lot like Halloween. (I need to throw these gourds away.)

I like the patterns on all these old radiators

I like the patterns on all these old radiators

All the thrift stores I've visited have an overabundance of lamps but not shades, especially not for a lamp with a harp and finial. Hence this one gets to glow creepily and nakedly in the window.

Okay, I do have some lights. All the thrift stores I’ve visited have an overabundance of lamps but not shades, especially not for a lamp with a harp and finial. Hence this one gets to glow creepily and nakedly in the window.

July 1st pictures

1. For Layla, life is a tragedy of epic proportions.

June 21st pictures

Every day at the farm now, it seems like we have an hourly cat interlude. Lunch is a total free-for-all. You got cats trying to eat jelly, cats rubbing against galls on box elder trees, cats trying to get your attention by meticulously weaving their claws into your flesh as they climb up your pants leg, cats leap-frogging one another, cats sleeping on rocks and gazing distrustingly at you as you take forty-six thousand pictures of them with your phone while they’re simply trying to BE.

So here’s some pictures of those cats.

1. Mama cat looking up at me from my lap.

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June 20th pictures

Yesterday, while other parts of the state got pelted — most notably Duluth, which experienced severe flooding — we just got a kind of gentle spittle sort of rain. Enough to get the mosquitoes a-dancin’. At the farm it rained on us a little bit, on and off throughout the day, keeping us cool as we weeded and planted, but nothing much happened in our region until later in the early evening. Finally everything got a nice little drink. Some plants, a little too much.

Right before it started raining at home, I got to harvest a few things around the yard. It is not exactly a feast but it all was good. The basil went in salad and on grilled cheese. Raspberries in smoothie. (I now have to fight the birds and daddy long legs for what’s left of the fruit.) Green onion in salad. Kohlrabi, still waiting to be eaten.

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