Saturday, October 13, 2007
a better five minute post
Rosa is letting me use her 'net to blog. I am in the throes of a perfect Flip Flop Mountain Saturday morning. In fact, it seems a little too much like work to write. Last night I drove to the Elevens' cabin, where we talked and had show-and-tell. It has been raining, so the trees are dark, wet and fragrant (like dirt and green and must all together). i spent the night in their spare room (with Mr Eleven's camera collection keeping me company).
Rosa's B is cooking breakfast and her house is filled with good cooking smells (although someone mentioned that the fat free turkey bacon smells a little like burning protein, which reminded the speaker of burning hair, and then fingernails-- but in the context its still an appetizing odor-- I am so hungry right now it doesn't matter.