a minor observation inducing great expectations.

The harvest season is fast approaching. Produce and Farmers' Markets are growing sturdy with warty gourds and thick-skinned squash. Sleeping in is starting to seem very appealing.

All I want to do for the next five months is hang out in my backyard during the day, cooking intermittently. At night I would like to be nestled in front of the fireplace with Merlin, watching movies and cooking intermittently.