I’d like to say that the reason I have been MIA from this blog for a couple of days is that my husband swept me up and took me on a whirlwind vacation in Paris.
Unfortunately, that is not the case.
In real life, I have been getting our house ready to surrender to another family for the month of August. This is the second summer we are renting our place, and while this year’s prep is less painful than last summer’s, it is still a drag. I’m not gonna lie.
But we still have to eat. So rather than a photo of my basement that is filling up with boxes of our stuff, I give you this shot of the farmstand from which I bought the pint of gooseberries that I am planning on turning into jam.
Just as soon as I finish scrubbing down the railing, cleaning the front porch, scouring the oven…
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Yesterday, at some point is a series of photographs that describe a moment I experienced during the previous day. The posts are meant to be stand alone images, though at times I can’t control myself, and I end up expanding the caption into a more lengthy bit of text. Hopefully the extra information is useful, or at least interesting. If not, feel free to ignore it.
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