Drool warning

Because surely SOMEthing in this post is going to make you do it!

Rick sometimes makes us breakfast on Sunday morning, usually omelets. But this morning when I came in from doing chores, he was on the phone with a client, getting her recipe for German pancakes. Mmm; I had one of those once at a restaurant, and it was good. Well let me tell you, that one was a pale shadow of the magnificence that was our breakfast this morning:Perhaps it was the freshest of eggs from our own healthy hens, or maybe it was the fresh-squeezed juice of an organic lemon off my MIL's own backyard tree. No, no; I'm pretty sure it was the raspberries from the Boulderneigh berry patch, frozen at the peak of summer sweetness and then oh-so-carefully thawed this morning! I made embarrassing noises, and would have eaten until I popped if Rick had made more than one apiece....

Ooooh! Aaaah!

With all possible food cravings satisfied, I moved on to my #1 priority today - getting Brava's fleece skirted for the person who reserved it. But this year I didn't throw away her wonderfully crimpy, soft neck wool, below. Regardless of VM (bits of hay, etc.), I AM going to wash and spin this myself!

As if this pretty arrangement in the front bed isn't enough of a flower fix, next I planted the three violas I picked up last week in my teacup pot on the deck and the three pansies that Brian picked out in the footed urn pot out front:
I still have some sweet violets from a friend to put in the ground; I'm going to put them in the concrete-surrounded bed on the side of the garage where they will stay contained:

Lastly, my new wardrobe addition is coming along nicely:I'm not sure I am following all the stitch instructions properly, but I figure as long as I'm consistent in doing my thing, it will turn out fine.

That's it for now from . . .