Two weeks ago, I bought habanero chiles at the Carrboro Farmers Market. Last week I bought habanada, a no-heat version. Today I finally got around to preparing hot sauce, adding the chiles from the garden. When I bit into a habanada, I realized immediately I’d guessed wrong.
Out walking the land with the puppy, came across this turtle.
The young great horned owl stopped its squawking out in the woods last week, but just now it silently glided to a tree branch high above me as I watered the fig tree in the backyard.
Have had little alcohol last two months, but today just felt right to make a rye cocktail with the last of the sour cherry shrub and a sprig of mint from the garden. Dinner started with slices of tomato and shredded basil (garden bounty, too), feta, and balsamic vinegar.
I was outside with puppy and chickens. Come inside to reports that house had just shaken. I missed an earthquake. Just like I missed a temblor years back when I was in Duke Hospital elevator.
The view changed! Closest rainbow I’ve ever seen.
The view from the back porch, to the garden and chicken coop, as rain pours down.
Starting to read this now, and am expecting to have my view of history and current society expanded. 📖
The Aug. 3 & 10, 2020 issue of the New Yorker is filled with good reading, including pieces on the Army Corps of Engineers, a Dutch cybercriminal and his bunker business, and the skin. I’ll never tire of reading quality magazine journalism on a summer afternoon.
We’re taking a #daytrip with Indiana Jones and the Lumina Theater, pod D1 on the Southern Village lawn. Eighties music playing. I first saw Raiders with my father in an unheated theater in Nampa, Idaho, on a winter night in 1981.
Our local independently owned bookstore puts a bookmark in each book.
A day or two behind, but here is a #bisect image.
Mind the flow, please.
There was an old blackjack oak next to our house when we bought it. It dropped big leaves and small acorns. We took it down and milled it last year and we hope to make tables in the future. Just came across this young tree on edge of the gravel road.
Every photo I posted to MB before was square but with that bball photo I discovered I can post the full image. How have I missed that?
Always wished I could float like MJ. #mbaug
Ginger is blooming. This rhizome is watered by the air condition condensation drain pipe so moist all summer. Tropical storm (now hurricane Isaias) is headed our way so in a couple of days everything will be soaked.
Lemon drop and cayenne chiles from the garden. Thai (they grow #up), habanero, and serrano still to ripen. #mbaug
Dined out for first time in 5 months, patio at Hawthorne & Wood in Chapel Hill. Main was flounder in lemongrass coconut milk, delicious, reminding me of my favorite coriander-crusted red snapper dish at Harbourside in Port Vila.
I’m feeling dejected today, but listening to President Barack Obama give the eulogy for Rep. John Lewis is slapping me in the face and getting me to stand up straight and keep moving forward.