Hoping to learn why MarsEdit (awesome app) is giving me ‘Unexpected response code 500' but log shows it is retrieving my blog posts. Textpattern upgrade and OpalStack server switch possible culprits. @danielpunkass
I’m taking the day off to run, blog, bake, read and eat cake; family are in their respective spaces working or studying.
Roselle wasting no time, springing to life, reaching for sunlight and garden freedom.
Working from home, desk at foot of bed, door to back deck open, mourning dove cooing and coffee helping to mask the undercurrent of stress. But garden boxes planted last night, and first double-yoke egg for breakfast, life going on.
Playing ‘Name that tune’ and making s’mores around the firepit, an evening of normal amidst these extraordinary times.
Snapshots in Idaho
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I am in Boise, Idaho 37 years after I left with my family (for the US Virgin Islands). Good to be back. Today skiing Bogus Basin.
Yesterday I stopped by the local book store on my way home from work, walked out with a copy of Colum McCann’s new novel, Apeirogon.
We lost a hen yesterday to a red-tailed hawk.
Snow falling in Chapel Hill, so I went for a run as I do on such wintry evenings here. So solitary and serene.
Blossoms on the peach tree. Snow storm expected this afternoon.
Vanilla beans have been resting for nearly six months in a mix of vodka and rum. Today was good day to strain and bottle the extract. Daffodils picked by Erin this morning.
Warmth from a shot of homemade visinata, this bottle made with Cruzan rum and sour cherries I picked in Virginia last Summer.
Cold day. Hot fire. #contrast
In 2020, I will have been in my job at the Duke Department of Medicine for 10 years, I will have been a blogger for 20 years, and I will have lived for 50 years. It feels like the year ahead is one to chronicle. More in this blog post.
Big rains and high winds bringing the snakes to high ground. Shot this from #above as I drove up the gravel road to my house.
The hens are out, scratching and pecking. My omelet this morning was simple and good from fresh eggs.
A walk in the woods, a sight through the trees.
Cocktails last night at Cleveland’s Velvet Tango Room, with Erin, her sisters, and husbands while children were at movie downtown. And snow today for a wintry end to 2019.
My brother-in-law convinced me to create an account with Untappd beer app to track the microbrews I drink. I am mistersugar there.