*Sigh* well, no news is not good news in this case. No news on Skip. My new best friend the crazy cat lady was here at 7am this morning taking away the trap she had placed on the deck. The only thing she caught was a big fat, ugly, and very bad tempered racoon, I did warn her.
She is not giving up though because I saw her in the yard later today with more traps, I admire her perseverance, and I appreciate her help.
I have been round the yard a million times, and also all around the neighborhood. I am astounded at my loss of luck with my blue eyed boys.
Anyway, seeing as it was my day off, I didn't want to mope around the house again. So I went for a lovely drive and listened to an audio book.
It is a cute, light, funny book. The narrater is wonderful at doing all the voices. It is a British book, and very fast paced and witty.
It is the summer of 1950–and at the once-grand mansion of Buckshaw, young Flavia de Luce, an aspiring chemist with a passion for poison, is intrigued by a series of inexplicable events: A dead bird is found on the doorstep, a postage stamp bizarrely pinned to its beak. Then, hours later, Flavia finds a man lying in the cucumber patch and watches him as he takes his dying breath.
For Flavia, who is both appalled and delighted, life begins in earnest when murder comes to Buckshaw. “I wish I could say I was afraid, but I wasn’t. Quite the contrary. This was by far the most interesting thing that had ever happened to me in my entire life.”
I drove the town, and in our little town on a thurday is the farmers market. It never fails to bring a smile to my face as I walk through the stalls. Smiling faces drift by like clouds, and the smells are heaven. Crepes, and herbs, peaches, and strawberries. The senses come alive. In the distance a singer swoons frank sinatra songs, and the sun beats down on a perfect afternoon I began to feel at peace with the world, and once again thanked my lucky stars for living in such a great place.
MMMMMMM HMMMMM Gumbo is delicious, especially when made with local ingredients, by local people, yes Ma'am.
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