Summer Bounty

Went to the Sunday farmer’s market looking for organic beef hot dogs, pure of allergens, and a blip. Came home with all-beef organic patties and a smile from talking with John, Ohio City Pasta, and an easy colorful blip. He’s trying to finish his home remodelling so he hasn’t been able to hook up our old woodburning stove in his workshop yet.

My nose is deep in the 16th Century Inquisition, courtesy of Ken Follett. I may ditch all the torture and deceit when library books on order arrive.

Another beautiful restive quiet Sunday here. Hope you’re all enjoying yours.