Who thinks Sunday is the start of the week? Who sees it as the end of the week? And, who shrugs and asks, "Is today Sunday?"
"Wake up you sleepy heads!" Molly the Cat meowed rather insistently outside our bedroom door. I was ready to float back to sleep. So much for being lazy this morning.
Today, I hope to get the Husband and me out the door to stretch our legs on a nearby trail. I'd like to see the green slopes and wildflowers before they are no longer.
All signs say that we'll be going through another year of severe drought. A few weeks back, the newspapers were carrying stories that stated our reservoirs hold only one year's worth of water. In our county, the powers-that-be has decided to continue with educating us about water conservation rather than fining us for excessive use. Unfortunately, the stubborn folks, who don't believe that the drought is horribly bad, will continue to make sure their lawns are green. For the past two years, we tell the Mama she has to choose -- water for her lawn or for her vegetables and flowers. The lawn is again starting to look ragged.
I'm always hoping for rain.
Blogging from A to Z April ChallengeThis coming Wednesday starts Blogging from A to Z April Challenge. Every day, except for Sunday, I shall be posting something around the letter of the day. This is my third year of doing the challenge, and this year I decided to go with a theme. Dat da da dahhhhh. . . Food!
It'll be all about food, in some way. Mostly, I'll be sharing my memories of food, for instance, stories about shredding coconut, butchering chickens, and the Mama getting 60 pounds of tripe. Perhaps a recipe now and then, and sometimes a post about current food stuff, such as magical meringue, my dream kitchen, and cooking the holy trinity.
Stay tuned, dear readers.