I'm in Kansas now (I think I am IN a state but ON an island, but that's just how it feels) but the last day before I left Conn. we took a really good walk in the woods to a reservoir that we didn't swim in. But Zorra did. Zorra, as some of you might remember, is one of the 11 or 12 goldens that were left on Zoni beach and went to really lucky families.
The greenness of June in Connecticut cannot be overstated. It is close to edible and touches senses that don't have names. I fell pretty deeply into it. And the stones are big enough that I didn't fall over them.
|I'm not sure what was going on here, but I'm thinking solstice...|
|Crystals in the stone|
|I walked over this bridge a lot. Just because I could. |
Yes, it really is that big a tree split in half.
|This spot calls. I was happy to answer.|
Lorraine and Zorra waiting for me up ahead
|Jim sliced and Monique carefully trimmed away the outer edges. We wouldn't let her trim the fat off.|
|We didn't JUST have prosciutto for dinner. We had it first though, with fresh mozzarella. There was no way to overdo it, but we didn't make it too far through that pile. Ah well, more for later!|
|We had fish too. Cod, broiled. It's locally fished, delicate and fresh enough to slap you. |
I either had to take the photos before anything happened or after
because it was pretty easy to forget the camera.
Have a feed your heart, soul and mind Friday! Do something un-fretful.