A flower arrangement, not some foodie dish. I thought it would be a good idea to buy a bunch of peonies before their season ended. And I couldn’t resist the kale. The arrangement looks bright and perky on this melancholy, humid, drizzly day.
No photos today, just words. It’s often hard for me to explain to people why I love my San Francisco life. Yes, the city itself is beautiful, set in a naturally gorgeous location. Yes, the weather can be good. Yes, I live in a nice apartment, and in a nice neighborhood. But those are all
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After four months in the cone of shame, bi-weekly visits to the veterinary ophthalmologist, and one 60-hour stint of hourly eye drops, Jake is finally cone-free. I am happy he’s better; he’s just happy he can lick himself again. He seems so much smaller sans cone. Well, physically smaller. He still has a big personality.
I love these alien-looking flowers. I’ve never seen them growing, so I imagine them walking off a spaceship into the desert. But since I got them at the farmers’ market, where everything comes from within 100 miles or so of San Francisco, they’re probably very terrestrial. Artichokes have been abundant at the market lately, which