I took Ashley out just a little earlier than usual, because the dawn sky was so pretty. And good that I did, because now it’s pretty much just grey out there.


I took Ashley out just a little earlier than usual, because the dawn sky was so pretty. And good that I did, because now it’s pretty much just grey out there.


“Have you been happy?” Julie asked.
“Of course,” I said, not noticing the tense she’d used.
“Even having to hide?”
“That may have been the best part.” I’d hidden myself pretty well, I thought. New country. New name. New hobbies. A job that let me get by without drawing on family accounts. “Well, second best,” I said, reaching to draw her close.
The door opened and three men came in. “Quite a little love #nest you’ve got here,” father said.
“Sorry,” Julie said, her face against my chest. #wss366
Jackie fixed cornbread yesterday, and today we had some for desert. She put apricot preserves on hers, while I put honey on mine.
Turns out, apricot preserves are loaded with added sugars, whereas honey has no added sugars at all! So my desert was obviously much healthier than hers.
My ambition has long been to be a young man of independent means. I achieved the “independent means” part some years ago, but I don’t seem to be making much progress toward being a young man.
Still working on it!
Is this not an especially lovely loaf?

No photo, so not so interesting for you, but at the end of our walk, just before crossing our little creek toward home, Ashley and I saw a red fox! It ran off as soon as it saw us, which is too bad—I’m sure Ashley would have enjoyed a good tussle with another canid. 🦊🐶
Jackie toppled up my third coffee, so I get three-and-a-third coffees this morning! (Also shown: Ashley #dogsofmastodon.) #coffee

Not many people out-and-about before dawn on a foggy Christmas Eve.

Solstice feast: Roast beast with Yorkshire pudding, served au jus, with horseradish sauce, green beans (me) and Brussels sprouts (Jackie). Her desert was more Yorkshire pudding with honey, while I ate some of my ginger sparkle cookies left from Zamenhof Day.