On warm summer days, watching tofu cooling in ice water is refreshing. I hesitate to use the word hot as compared to many other places this summer, our warmth would seem like someone turned on a large outdoor air conditioner.
In the frenzy of preparing for Saturday’s farmers market, there is still time to laugh at the ducks helping me pick which garlic deserve to be sold. And to take a picture of the basket of plump figs, which did not last long yesterday morning.
Today is a day to relax, sleep in, and see how the new chicks are doing. It won’t be long before they are running through the grass, brush, and woods, trying to keep up with their mother.