nothing gold can stay
nature's first green is gold,
her hardest hue to hold.
her early leaf's a flower;
but only so an hour.
then leaf subsides to leaf,
so eden sank to grief,
so dawn goes down to day
nothing gold can stay.
by robert frost (1874-1963)
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we had several bins of korrina's books and momentos that we decided to bring out to her this afternoon. morgan came along and we had lunch at a local diner. it was a bit rainy, warm and humid.
morgan had a florentine omelette (spinach and feta cheese) with home fries and i had huevos a la mexicano (rice and beans and corn tortillas with scrambled eggs, cheese, onions, hot green peppers and tomato). the others had sausage, egg and cheese on a roll).
it was quite a grey day.
greg's favorite water vendor
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back at home morgan finished up the special pepper recipe lisa-lou had started. one day when she was here, she had bought five red peppers, shallots and olive oil. we roasted the peppers earlier this week and i peeled them all, and now morgan sliced them and layered them with the shallots, garlic and herbs . . varying each jar. they look delicious!
and here are the cats being very interested in what morgan is doing . .
what could be in the oven? something for them?
no, i don't think so, but, hopefully, morgan is putting food into their bowls now.