i attended a house concert saturday.  besides the wonderful music, my favorite part was the kids that were running around the crowded rooms, between legs, under chairs.  a house full of legs, standing like sequoias to a child, an opportunity for adventure.  it made me miss my days of exploring and spying with cari when we were little.  little enough to squeeze into very small spaces; to see the chance for exploration in every other space.

it’s 18 degrees outside, but the sunshine through the window melts the frosting on the cake.

because the law prevents farms from selling raw milk, one must “own” a cow to drink raw milk.  this weekend i began my lease of bella- a beautiful, grass fed, jersey cow.  for the next year i will pick up 1/2 gallon of rich, delicious milk straight from the cow each saturday.  i am thrilled to be able to incorporate this into my life and be able to support such a great local farm.

but who dunnit?

fraulien lieselotte with the book in the study.