Fridaaaaay!

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Friday Vibe!

Is it too early to talk about gardening, because I’m about to hit ‘send’ on a big seed order?

Aaaaaaand…

For the first time evah, I am rethinking my stance on the radish.  I wax ineloquently on my radish stance here. We have Polish friends who have spent a goodly amount of time in France. When we last did some bed and breakfasting with them, I noticed that radishes were always on the breakfast menu. This is the last thing I would think about having for breakfast — given the stance — and yet it is all I can think about.

So…

Yeah.

Radishes.

Here be Friday in all its glory.

The weekend is nigh.

Got plans?

You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

Elen

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Humpity Day: I do…

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Don’t you just love these little orchids?

That’s 19 inches tall, 24 with the pot.

Don’t you just love it when the sun shines and the fat fairy snowflakes fall at the same time?

Don’t you?

I do.

But I might not be getting out enough these days.

It’s pretty time consuming putting on all those layers + the scarf and the gloves and the toque and the sunscreen and the lip balm. Okay, that came out ‘lip blam’ the first time but I self-corrected, which I find more reliable than auto-correct. Just sayin’.

And the boots and the sunnies.

And then you have to pee, and it’s reverse and repeat.

And then you feel all Amy Adams-ish in ARRIVAL, when she just has to get out of that respiratory protection helmet and suit.

Speaking of ARRIVAL, we watched it last night and my brain is still bent… in a good way. The musical score by Icelandic composer Jóhann Jóhannsson was brilliant. And that’s all I’m going to say right now. 

Here be the first Hump Day in February.

Don’t you just love that?

I do.

Elen

p.s. I thought it was Tuesday.