Siblings

They’ve all rallied round helping with the cooking and entertaining us. Things do get a bit slow around here, so we love it when they shake things up.

Matt decided to put duct tape over the
holes in the roof gutter where the Yellowjackets have their nest. He’s now intent on watching to see if any are getting in. Meanwhile Tim is making laconic comments about …bad karma, killing the queen, pissing off the ones that can’t get in. I’m not sure it was the ideal solution but we’ll see.

The boys all went to Russian River Brewing in Windsor so that Matt could load up his car with cases of Pliny and Happy Hops.

Jim and Peter, in the meantime, have driven down to Colma, south of San Francisco, to buy a car, sending progress texts along the way.

I managed to make the clementine cake with two dogs at my feet waiting to see what might drop to the floor.
We should all reassemble in time for dinner, although we’re still not entirely sure what the final number will be.








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