Down the hill, over the river, around the bend, into the forest, up the trail, and to the clearing where a zen garden sits. At the center of a winding path, a bell and a gnome.

When the farm share gives you too many carrots and lots of peppers you make giardiniera, apparently.

When dinner has that perfect crispy skin.

Hot take: this is very bad.

Source: Bloomberg

Doesn’t look like much, but probably the best thing I cooked in 2021.

Storm is coming.

Replanting

Drawing to scale. How’s your Sunday going?

COVID Seder

I cannot tell you how excited I am that Francine has gone from dropping leaves to this.

Getting some Passover inspiration.

Sunday dinner.

I think I nailed breakfast.

Two pickle minimum per burger in this house.

I’ve decided I like my burgers to be 6oz, with two pickles. Add charred onions, cheese, ketchup, and hoagie spread hot peppers.

Summer continues.

Going on 30 minutes like this.

I decided it’s summer and rode my bike to the grocery store and made this bounty on the grill.

It’s finally this time of year again.

The last normalish thing I remember doing pre-COVID was going to a Rage Room with Elsa. One year ago, today. Masking was still not a thing, but we heavily used hand sanitizer.

I’m often tired, I feel unmotivated to accomplish things in my personal life, and things I used to take pleasure in brings me no joy.

[butterfly.jpg] is this, depression?

Lunch

Snowy evening walks in Baltimore.

I love my dogs and my house. But we have no backyard, and I would like to protest walking them on days like today.