how do you like your blueeyed boy / Mister Death

Playlist.

Strawberry Kisses * Nikki Webster

   Grass * XTC

Penguins * Lyle Lovett

    The Way It Used To Be * Pet Shop Boys

World Spins Madly On * The Weepies

EuEu, One June

Since our son, Coriander Pendragon, was born, our dog, Euclid Ian, seems to have lost any yen for running away. I let him out of the house with me without a leash  ‒ at wee distances, anyway, like when popping in 'n' out of the house to take the garbage to the wheelie bin. He stays right with me. Bjorn can take him to go get the mail, and Euclid stays right with him. 

   I am still cautious about it ... Eu is a car- / biker- / skateboarder- chaser. And Eu's "twin", a neighbor dog, was run over by a car over while I was pregnant and her death still sits with me. In my caution, when I let him out with me I sometimes take out treats (kibble) with me, to reinforce the habits I want. 

Today Eu and I went out to take out our wonderfully fragrant garbage, and a biker came down the street while we were at the bin. Euclid didn't even blench! Good dog.

our neighbor died yesterday

It's been a full spring for food. The nettle season was wide and long. The morels were plentiful. We had smoked Springer wings for breakfast this morning.

   I was shown how to select a ripe honeydew. You probably don't believe me, but well-ripe honeydew is delicious. Only once before in my life had I had the fortune to take one home and be pleased. Now it's twice! (Go for soft and yellow.)

Every afternoon (but Mondays) Bjorn takes Sy out for a couple of hours. I get some time to myself.