The vanilla ice cream

And so we sit on the cusp of summer. No time for Spring. It got squeezed out in all the rush to make the most of the rare rains that have fallen on the land reclaimed from the vast, barren desert that lingers on the outskirts of LA. Each wildflower knows it's time to shine, lest they be forgotten, brushed over, in the race.

And so what better way to celebrate in the sunshine than with vanilla ice cream. Callum would quite heartily declare it's his absolute favourite food, spoon quickly discarded for the more efficient fist fulls. The Five Steps to the Vanilla ice cream story.