Homage to TerriG…

…the only other person who seems to think that sprouting beans are works of art. They are such magical things, and just wait til there’s a great big plant going up to the ogre’s house in the sky—all from a tiny bean seed.

I felt perky enough to fiddle around in the garden for a couple hours—first time in awhile that I had the energy to putter. Somewhere in there I put together a ratatouille, using our own garlic, zucchini, and tomatoes. Had to buy the eggplant and peppers ‘cause it’s just not hot enough here for those crops. It simmered all day and everything just melted together and was pretty darn tasty.

Mr S had two video medical appointments today, and one in-person session. Alas, we were ten minutes late for that one and were sent home empty-handed as punishment. This is the very same medical office where I have often waited more than a half hour when they were running late. Rules are different depending on which side of the fence you’re on.