Musings

Barberry. Orange-red, but still red.

Tomatoes, a marvelous gift from year-round neighbor-friends. And no anthracnose—yay.

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This is just before sunrise, and the sun is behind that cloud.

Wide angle, a few minutes later…the color drama’s already fading.

The other event of the day was making cider, with a potluck afterward. Here’s the press before everything got going (except all the equipment prep and apple collecting, etc.). The job that’s the most fun is tossing washed apples into the hopper on top.

Here’s the autumn gold, flowing from the press. Yum. [But don’t drink too much.]

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I zipped down to see the sun rise while the coffee dripped.

Mid-morning at the rain barrel.

I came up with a new-to-me recipe for a dip…greek yogurt, chives…

…chopped fresh mint, and black pepper, with a drizzle of olive oil. Yum.

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…but probably not the kind you were thinking of…and not O-rings, either.

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My latest food tweaks: adding walnuts (typically with yoghurt at lunch) and beets (here canned and added to salad). BTW, that dark yumminess is glaze made from balsamic must (vinegar is a good dietary component, also).

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Red fruit. That’s all I’ve got.

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Pruning time. Also: night photo with natural light.

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I’m “battling” the deer for the black raspberries. The empty socket is one that I scored. Yum.

I especially enjoyed the sixty-one afternoon minutes I spent chatting with a far-away friend, watching the lake and gulls and clouds while listening and conversing. And I’m not much of a phone-talker.

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Potluck tonight. All good, as usual, with an outstanding tart cherry pie for dessert. Superlative.

The meal was followed by a peek at the stunning sunset.

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My sweetie took me out to lunch at our favorite place in Manistique. I like it because I can order a whitefish dinner (with salad bar that includes…tahdah…pickled beets…yum) and The Guru likes it because he can order an all-day omelette.

We lunched out because the morning weather was overcast and damp, and not good for mowing, which is almost always (and in this case) Job#1 upon cottage arrival. As the afternoon went on, the wind dried the grass (mostly), and the sun came out—yay. And we mowed about half of the grass—not the total grass, but the grass that we mow. …honoring (AKA bowing to) the tyranny of mowing….

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