Today it rained and rained and rained.
In the morning I went to mass at an adorable white clapboard church. Maybe 120 folks, and the place was jam-packed -- one row of extra foldable chairs set up in the aisle, and barely enough room to walk. A fire-hazard for sure, but it was nice to be there and be sitting so close to the person next to me on a holiday that I love so much.
As called for by the occasion and the weather, I used the inside time as an excuse for a cooking extravaganza.
... try number two with the muffins
... then yogurt from Heritage Farms' Raw Milk
... next feeding my sourdough starter
... deviled eggs
and finally spinach paratha from Julie Saini's awesome cookbook...
And then, around 6, we went up to the farmhouse for dinner with Peter and Susan where I got to enjoy my very first Synergy chicken. Peter and Colin got down to the talk about political economy and complexity and I threw in my two cents about ethnomathematics.
Back to the watertower in time for a nice chat with my lovely cousins.
A pleasant, pleasant evening overall.