The lighting was just perfect at eight a.m.
Later in the day, I had the luxury of taking a walk by myself. I decided to go down by the train tracks because I can't go there with the baby, and I love the train tracks. (P.S. It's also hunting season and you can't be too careful.)
Water was bubbling everywhere.
After two walks, stacking wood, and caring for the baby after a bad night of sleep, I settled on an easy dinner, so there's nothing special about the meal, no recipe needed. It just looked really good, and tasted better: sweet potatoes mashed with yogurt, plain old peas, and pork tenderloin that was lifted by an application of my apple cider cardamom jelly. I will admit that I ran my finger several times through the pan to get every last bit of that syrupy glaze.