I curse myself by declaring things like, "Follow this Summer Journal thingy each week!" because inevitably I'll miss one week, and then debate whether to continue at all.
But the fact of the matter is that summer is very summer-like, pulling me in all sorts of directions, and it's not built for routine. Either way, I have a few photos to share. I wish I had more, especially from my trip to Boise.
Here is what summer has looked like recently.
During the heat wave, we spent one Friday night in Peaceful Valley, eating burritos by the river and playing ball with Luna. Just down the road was a community garden.
We held a cornhole championship in the backyard for Joel's birthday.
Behold the cake. I finally made Molly Wizenberg's "
Winning Hearts and Minds" cake. This is a Molly Wizenberg summer, apparently.
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| Margot, perfectly content again in her favorite spot in the window |
Since the basement is a cooler place to sleep, we've been trying to coax Luna down there with positive reinforcement (sausage, peanut butter and cheese). Either something from her past or a keen sense of smell or fear of unknown spaces - who knows - is preventing her from joining us. Joel captured the process well. She just won't have it.
A scene in McCall, Idaho. As I mentioned, I did a horrible job of taking pictures on this wonderful little getaway to Boise. I guess part of it was that I got a lot of quality time with my sister - probably the most uninterrupted hang-out time we've had in at least a decade - as well as with my mom and dad and nephews in McCall. There was a lot of sitting and chatting and I didn't think about my camera much.
One of my gifts to Joel for his birthday was a pound of guanciale. In other words, I gave him a pig's jowl. That's love, folks. And also a bit selfish on my part. Now he can make us dishes like this bucatini all'amatriciana for months.
The weather has been crazy around here. Between mini tornadoes and distant wildfires, we've gotten a few incredible sunsets.
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