|Back road across Wyoming, headed toward the Big Horn Mountains. (No, that's not them, just a hill.)|
1. Looks like we've left the hot weather behind and plunged into fall. Just waiting for it to cool down a bit more before I throw myself back into baking. What's your favorite fall food?
2. I'm now the owner of a set of Viking wool combs. Imagine a double row of big, sharp, bent nails the size of your hand set in a wooden handle. Now imagine one in each hand. The wool doesn't stand a chance. It will become straightened and uniform, or else.
3. The Corgis have mastered the art of Harry Potterish apparition. When I open the garage they are in the front window, and when I back out a few seconds later, they are in the side yard barking me away. (Bilocation?)
4. I have embraced the goodness that is cold-brewed coffee. I thought I wouldn't like coffee anything less than piping hot, but the cold brew is far less acidic and very smooth. Easier to drink. And I can always nuke it if I want it hot. Because we all know coffee in any form makes the day go 'round.