That's Maya showing off the daddy of all beets! It's incredible how vegetables grew in their new garden on the hill. All it took was a little water. (OK, lots of water.)
No wonder the Northwest seemed like the Promised Land to the first settlers. Drop a handful of apple seeds in the ground and in five years you have an orchard.
Another ho-hum weekend. The Seahawks played a good home game-- a nice, normal Sunday afternoon diversion with popcorn in front of the TV.
After a while, you hardly notice the empty stadium. That droning, canned NFL background cheering helps fool the mind. As for the masks, everyone wears masks around here, so it's the ones who don't have them on who stick out on the sidelines. And get the big fines.
Speaking of which, aren't these made-in-China William Morris masks pretty? What a world. Almost too nice to wear, but what on earth would I save them for? I could "dress up" for the grocery store, but it's hard to care much about appearances these days. Still, whatever cheers us up is good.
Here's the other big highlight of the weekend. My new subscription to the Sunday Times arrived with a mighty thunk on the porch at 6 am. What a treat. So packed with in-depth stories, thoughtful editorials and interesting articles, it would take me all week to read every word.
But a real paper in the house is more civilized than picking through one online for free. Not to mention, I think it's important to support honest journalism. The truth is hard work, both on the gathering and receiving end.
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