Monday, July 13, 2015

the quotidian (7.13.15)

Quotidian: daily, usual or customary; 
everyday; ordinary; commonplace


Along with the zucchinis and cucumbers, we're swimming in green peppers.


This flop was destined for the pigs, but then my parents ate it instead.


For the zucchini relish.


Foraging for wineberries.


Before going to work: a huddle with the dogs.



So many comings and goings!


My kids get loopy when I ignore them in favor of my writing.


In the reading corner.


State-of-the-art toilet paper dispenser.


Lately, lots of chess.


The corners of my house.


Captive audience.
At our most recent Fresh Air ice cream social, our neighbors' son, a police officer and game warden, did a demonstration with his search dog. Justice, a black lab, was the first search dog in the state of Virginia. He cost 32 thousand dollars and can track bear, deer, rabbit, duck, and trout. Plus, gun powder and humans. He's so well-trained that he asks permission before relieving himself.


She's 14! 
(I have gotten such a bad rap with birthday cakes that 
my kids have taken to playing it safe with ice cream.)


Before most of us woke up, my husband banged out this tiny dog house for the birthday girl's dog.
Leaving me to wonder: if it was that easy to build, why did it take him three years to do it?


And then there was light!


Bedtime bananagrams.

This same time, years previous: the puppy post, let's talk, a tale, er, tail, roasted carrot and beet salad with avocado, and what my refrigerator told me.

5 comments:

  1. SO sorry about depriving the pigs.

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  2. I think this was one of your best *Quotidian* posts of all time! Love the peek into the corners of your house...makes me feel a little better. :) And, the ice cream instead of cake birthday request happens around here on occasion as well. Your photography is engaging and tells a story. What wonderful memories you will have stored up via this means! Hugs, Camille

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  3. I feel dumb asking this but is that your husband with the sideburns?! If so, I cannot believe how drastically they altered his appearance, or maybe it's just the photos? (or me)

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    1. Oh, Margo, of course you couldn't know. And I bet there are some other people wondering the very same thing! But oh man, I'm giggling uncontrollably. It feels so good to giggle, you know? Thanks for the fortifying injection of humor into this Monday evening.

      (The give-John-sideburns-and-and-knock-off-15-years guy is a friend of ours who was visiting for the weekend from PA. He's the other person who was working with us at Bezaleel in Guatemala.)

      Maybe I should get John to grow sideburns.

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  4. You have no shame. No pretense. Thank you.

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