No, the cat doesn’t want to come in. There’s a pile of cookbooks, with marked recipes to send to Walker, I’m hesitating because there are a lot of fussy ingredients that he won’t have on hand.
Took a walk down Collins Road and back up Benson, admiring all of the wild flowers along the road.... the top yellow one is cow parsnip, maybe and the pink one filled with ants is milkweed.
Every Saturday’s Farmer’s Market I stop by and say hi to my friend Mary Rose who is selling sheep cheese and sheep hides and yarn. Today she had a friend from Trinidad helping out and keeping the laughing quota high.