But all that rain makes for thriving temperate rainforests like ours. It’s also super conducive to editing manuscripts while sipping on Earl Grey tea and nibbling shortbread in a hoodie. There might also have been some very, very, very early planning/hoping/scheming/dreaming of a West Coast Handmade Gatherings book tour/family vacation next spring. Trains, planes, automobiles-I’ll take it all. I love road trippin’ and can’t wait to introduce Huxley to the Pacific, and sea lions, and redwood forests, and the Golden Gate Bridge, and Voodoo Donuts (for that matter, I can’t wait to introduce myself to Voodoo Donuts!) and Delancey and Pike Place Market and the San Juan Islands and Port Townsend. One way, or another, it’s going to happen. As God as my witness, we will head west (cue me in a Civil War era hoop dress instead of a hoodie doing my best Scarlett O’Hara)!!!!
Hope you all had a grand weekend. We sure did. There were waterfalls, and turtles, and Indian food, and shadows, and horses, and mushrooms, and Rudbeckia, and forest frogs, and sassafras trees, and more mushrooms involved. So. Much. Goodness. I’m feeling rather exploratory lately-creatively, culinarily, ecologically, geographically. Everything we did this weekend really helped to foster that sense of exploration, and for that, I am so very grateful. Speaking of grateful, mad props to Glenn, who both watched Huxley all day Saturday while I galavanted about in the forest and today, while I edited my beverage book. Rock star Papa, that man, I tell you!
Here’s hoping the week ahead is filled with love, health, and happiness, from me and mine to you and yours.