I back away a few steps then wait, watching the wind blow leaves. It's not polite to stare. Crow watches me, considers my character, then slowly picks up the bread and flaps away. The light will stay longer and longer each day, now, and we should all be grateful. Wednesday, January 7 Bought some beets at the co-op last week and cooked them up the other day.
Canned beets are OK, but fresh beets are so much better, even though they are more trouble.
So I reinvented the Eastern European food wheel and let it chill for several hours. But magenta, horrifyingly magenta. And if you add alfalfa spouts, it looks even more gnarly. Not something to serve unsuspecting guests. I was afraid to show it to Denny.