The last of the season are always the sweetest—
Roses that smell like autumnal apples—
[Off-topic—Today's right brain activity: going into new-to-me shops and getting my eyes full of color and texture. Also, trying on too many hats and sniffing my way across a perfume display.]
4 comments:
Are those figs? I didn't know figs grew in Utah. I take that back, I've seen them in St. George, but that's St. George. You guys grow figs in p-town?
WOW, those are some good lookin' rolls Rob!! They are beeyouteefull!! I'm really enjoying your writing Georgia...:) l,jen
Nigel—Yeah, they are really figs! Our tree is very small and we only get a few figs each year, but progressively more over time. If you want more of the story look here: http://onbrightstreet.blogspot.com/2004/09/fig.html
Jenny—You got that right. Rob is an excellent baker. He doesn't even have to wear his magic baker's hat anymore to get stuff to turn out right; he's that skilled! (Thanks!)
i am so impressed with your pictures geoge, thanks so much for sharing the beauty, and for your everyday posts... i miss you very much. i'll try to post more too.
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