In honor of the first day of Autumn, I made blackberry buttermilk cake for lunch. It was this recipe, but with blackberries. It was very good.
I was out of town for awhile. There was knitting and beer drinking in a hotel.
There was knitting and coffee drinking in a couple of different airports.
There was knitting on airplanes.
There’s been some reading.
I’ve also learned a few things. Did you know that the poet Marvin Bell has a son who’s a song writer? His name is Nathan. One interesting (if not particularly well written) article claims he “may be the Woody Guthrie we need in the age of globalization.” More research is definitely in order.
I also came across the work of Lisa Anne Auerbach. Who knew?
The well is a little dry at the moment, so I’m trying to fill it up. Hopefully, I’ll have more to say soon. In the meantime, thank goodness for knitting. Be well, my friends. Knit on.