We found these giant strawberries at the grocery store this week and knew they had a higher calling to fulfill:
dipped in chocolate.
Fingers and spatulas were licked,
but we had to wait until that chocolate hardened just a bit. Plus we needed some ingredients for Ryan's lamb pitas.
So we took a walk.
I admired these shoots preparing for Spring.
We dug in Ryan's wallet and found some cash to take a walk on the pier.
We enjoyed the view,
we bothered the fishermen,
and we bothered the fake surfers.
To come back for an appetizer of a most appealing kind.
The weekend, however, was almost ruined for this equine enthusiast. Azure gave Whinny a bit of a mane cut to which Pearl responded with big sobs that her heart was crushed and life was not worth living--my words, not hers.
She finally agreed that making a hat for Whinny just might be an okay fix.
A strapping remedy for the freshly coiffured creature.
But, more importantly, it made my hotandcold child warm up once again, which is very important indeed for this household.