I didn't get up until the phone rang at nine.
There is also that.
I made a breakfast with leftover potatoes and peppers and onions and cheese and eggs. Two duck, two chicken. Also biscuits. The hunter was hungry.
Saturday and I am going to work in the garden doing a little weeding, plant those shallots. Mostly this is just an excuse to listen to my book and be outside where it is still chilly and not as sunny as yesterday but I think it will be pleasant. I have an entire refrigerator full of high-quality leftovers and so there is no cooking required which sort of makes me sad because I do actually love to cook. Maybe I'll make some bread.
And maybe Mr. Moon and I will play cards this evening and listen to Prairie Home Companion and then I'll heat up the leftovers.
And slice fresh bread.
Here are pictures from this morning.
My prettiest camellia. In my opinion.
My other spirit-totem animal.
What it looks like around here a lot.
Mick Jagger. The Rooster-In-Training. AKA, Spare Parts. AKA, Frankenchicken. With one of the ducks in the background.
Love from Lloyd...Ms. Moon