Banana cream pie, ticks, and Chronology.

Snapshots from the weekend:

Farm:
Row after row after row of vegetables, all coming up in perfect lines and some flowering prettily

Sauna, smelling of cedar and salt, lit by the glow of the fire

Banana cream pie and coffee made in a mason jar for breakfast, ate outside

Prairie:
Hiking and camping in beautiful knobby green prairie hills sloping down to small lakes and kettles. The absence of trees making me feel as if I were in another state.

Ticks, scampering across a back, climbing up legs, being pulled out of hair.

City:
A long shower, scrubbing every toe.

Faces of friends I haven't seen in awhile, gathering around a table, playing Chronology with unabashed affection for history and learning.


Farm