Yay, 24-hour periods like today.

Wine with M, while (balloon) sword fighting with his six year old. A long drive to the airport for a reunion with a much loved friend who will be with us here for a while. A late night. A late morning. Lunch and tea and catching up with a friend we'd gotten used to spending half of every week with. Playing with a dog at a neighbouring farm while we dropped one of our interns from last year off there to get her fill of biodynamics this season. Postering in the big(-ish) town nearby. Two new books (one with two handwritten treasures tucked into the pages). The best (jerk tofu!) burritos in any number of nearby towns. An antique store with the motherload of vintage photos. (I should have bought the turn of the (last) century one of a circle of camels and two men digging a hole in the foreground. tattered corners. glued onto old black paper. it was beautiful.) Plans for two (wine/board games/mix tape) parties before Sunday. And a happy little mahem bar, to ice the chocoaley mapley hempy caramely cake.

Oh, cake.

And now to hunker down in bed with this quilt made by my great aunt, pj's, tea, and Rumi.