The Beauty of Ordinary Days.

Feeding kittens before working out, and getting coffee after; a sudden stop as we are driving through town, when VIctor spies the side of this building, ideas of doing this on the side of his house, running through his head.









A trip to the dump, the grocery store, a restraunt supply place, farmers market, and a little cottage in the woods to pick up fertilizer, that a woman makes using the whey left over from Victors cheese making. Dinner was made from all local ingedients, pasta made by victor with a sauce of wild mushrooms and cheese, a salad of local greens and tomatos, with homemade caesar dressing, and bread from the market, still warm from the oven.











The glass studio has been shut down for a six week break. This is the crucible in the furnace where the glass is melted, being checked for cracks.



There was a short break in the rain and we took the bike to Old Fort and had dinner at Hillmans.



A torrentially rainy day at the market, (I hardly sold anything) which left lots of time and product to trade with other vendors.





My trades.



After our post market nap, a trip to the cidery for a snack.