I set my alarm for 8 this morning, ambitiously planning to bake and clean and iron and yoga today. Instead, I finished the last of "Reading Lolita in Tehran" and can't bring myself to leave my room and drag my laundry basket down the stairs. I need to make some sort of fancy dessert for a dinner party tonight and figure out just what exactly to do with the huge quantities of peaches and apples and blackberries
Shannon and Gaby and I picked yesterday. Twenty-six pounds of peaches, three and a half pounds of blackberries and what, maybe eight pounds of apples between us? It's quite a haul, in any case.
Great Gaby moment: We're walking back to the car with all the fruit, and Shannon points out the ripening pumpkins in the field next to us.
Shannon: The pumpkins aren't ready yet, but soon they'll be nice and big.
Gwen: And orange.
Gaby: And delicious!
Delicious! Here is one of Shannon's photos, because I do not have my digital camera yet, but I swear I will someday:
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Hee. :) I'd been trying to remember what it was that she'd said that was so funny, and it was completely escaping me in the funniness (is that a word?) that is The Gaby.
That was totally it.
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