Okay, so, we went in the Westy and I forgot my hat and gloves so used Westy's summer stores beach blankies and straw hats but Elizabeth saw my need and gave me a hat and Paul Sweeney loaned me mittens his mom made when he was in high school and all of a sudden I warmed up . . .
. . . well until Mistah took forevah to take a photo . . .
. . . but oh, his photos.
I mean, these people sugar. From trees. Right there in NoSto. By using gravity. And blue line.
And then they do this . . .
. . . and this . . .
. . . and my favorite, this . . .
. . . all by doing this.
From here . . .
. . . this cool super-spot . . .
. . . you get this.
And then, ultimately . . .
. . . this. The Maple Leaf.
Thank you, Westy. Thank you, Dibbles. Thank you, Anninos. Thank you maple trees.
Once upon a glass or twelve of wine, Jacquie and Beth and Ellie got to talking. We decided that we were all enormously smart and clever and hilarious, and that it would be a crime not to share our unique talents with the world. We decided to start a blog together.
We needed a name, so Jacquie asked Beth: “What should we call a blog about meand you and Ellie?” And the rest, as they say, is history. We are having a blast writing this thing, and if there was any trepidation that we were only smart and clever and hilarious that night because of all the wine, our words here thus far have succinctly affirmed our mutual self-admiration.
What are you reading?
Ellie - Middlemarch, George Eliot. Finally
Jacquie - The Nightingale, Kristen Hannah
Beth - Perfection: A Memoir of Betrayal and Renewal by Julie Metz