Re: Smashed Avocado on Toast
Joy Beeson <[email protected]> Fri, 21 Jun 2024 22:23:47 -0400
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On Wed, 19 Jun 2024 14:00:04 +0100, Ben Newsam <[email protected]> wrote: > After all that faff, I hope it was worth the effort!. Thursday, 20 June 2024 I didn't get to go. Partly because my spouse, who is in fragile health right now, once had to pick me up on a ninety-degree day (and had a horrible time finding me), and thinks that I didn't learn anything from the experience. He'd have been literally worried sick. Also I had things to do and didn't really wanna go. Today I had a no-tea ride starting at noon -- slept late, had some stuff to do before leaving -- to pick up my handicap-parking tag at the Bureau of Motor Vehicles. About six miles. I was thinking that I could catch up on exercise after my usual farmers-markets tour on Saturday. I could bring lunch home from the third market, then take the tea out of the fridge and have another ride, but Weather Underground says that on Saturday the wind will rise to thirteen miles per hour (I cruise at five) and be a headwind for the return leg of every option. On the way back from the BMV, I discovered that Sweet Corn Charley has opened for the season. So we had steamed roasting ears and nothing else for supper. The corn was, well, the first of the season. Each of us found our second ear tastier than the first. (The ears were very small.) Friday, 21 June 2024 Hokay, today I'm going to send drafts *first*, and send this entry raw, without cooling and editing. (Bedtime is bedtime; log out and lie down.) (Which reminded me that I hadn't changed into night clothes.) Yesterday, on my way to the BMV, just before I reached the cross-country trails (local-college althletic field) that I use as a short cut, I saw a white-tail doe standing in the recreationway with so little concern over the presence of an apex predator that she allowed her spotted fawn to come out of the bushes and join her. -- Joy Beeson joy beeson at centurylink dot net http://wlweather.net/PAGEJOY/