I generally prefer to blog in the mornings, but today it just wasn’t happening. I couldn’t get online–until now, that is. I’m on a break from “Garrett” and munching on blue M&Ms. (Not a good thing. I quit smoking 3 months ago and my jeans are getting too tight.)
We’re in for a week of good weather, here in Spokane, and I’m appreciating it big-time. It’s neither too hot nor too cold–as in perfect–and the sky is that poignant shade of blue that makes your breath catch and the backs of your eyes burn. Out in the pasture, the horses are rimmed in gold, feeding under the towering pine trees. It’s darn near too beautiful to bear up under, all of it.
I went to Costco yesterday–yes, Costco, on a Sunday afternoon–and loaded up on various things, as one does at Costco. Lean, ground turkey for the dog’s food–Sadie is holding at a sleek 31 pounds–stew meat for the next round of Boeuf Bourginguon, etc. I made Coq au Vin–chicken cooked in red wine, basically–last week, and it was delicious. I did have a hard time getting past the fact that that chicken was purple, though.
I’m just a country girl.