accidental trick....

Standing at ~4", what this pumpkin lacks in stature it makes up for in character.

the trick....
requesting a great Kris Delmhorst song on a local radio station today that happens to spout out the f-word several times. Whoops... the song was promptly shut down when the forsaid language was used. The bit I got to hear was still a treat.

Blow...

Saturday night at College Cove in Trinidad. A mere 15 minutes from where I dwell. I've been spending a lot more time in this dramatic seascape lately.

Bagel Date #2...

It's quickly becoming tradition to have Friday bagel dates with Mr. Plover and Rootcrop. Plover demonstrates the appropriate method of indulging in a Los Bagel.

After all the carb loading is over he hits the street full throttle. Pigeons beware. Mr. Plover will be exactly 3 yrs old next week.

Finally, I have an opinion...

Flannel sheets make getting out of bed much more difficult in the morning.

smells like...

Lately I've been enjoying weekly bike rides along narrow, country roads lined with Himalayan blackberry bushes. The fact that they are a non-native invasive species only makes the picking and eating of the berries more enjoyable. But that's not what I'm here to chat about. This is about the smell...

There is something quite intoxicating when while biking on a beautiful day I feel as though I have inhaled a blackberry crisp. As if I had ridden through a cloud of blackberry heaven. The intense smell of overripe berries baking in the sun is almost overwhelming and yet I can't seem to get enough.

Anyone else have a seasonal smell to share?