Month: April 2022

The fence is defense against whatever animal likes to behead our tulips just before they bloom. Well not this year, asshole, not this year.

Happy Easter! Here’s some Eggs Goldenrod, the traditional Easter breakfast for me as a kid. The bits of bacon — and the coffee — are non-traditional.

From the beautiful condition and the fact it’s parked inside at the dealer’s service department, this Volvo PV544 is somebody’s baby.

A new plant for us. There’s more shade in this spot than when we originally selected its neighbors. Not a native, but said to be attractive to butterflies.

A thunderstorm today produced enough hail (thankfully small) to accumulate on the ground.

My pallid meal this evening: CSA fresh kielbasa, braised in hard cider with apple, onion, butter, and garlic; roasted red potato; cauliflower cooked in the braising leftovers; and New England IPA.