D at last came with me to the country house.
I needed photos to accompany an essay I'd written for publication. He was a good sport about taking pictures.
Here I am in the sunroom.

...and outside...

...and in my room. (Yes, I know. I was apparently impelled that day to show my ankles repeatedly.)
We got an early start, but still, I missed the library's presentation on tap dance. (D. would not have accompanied me.) Did catch the farmer's market and retirement home's yard sale. Normally, I avoid these things. But I ended up buying a few needless items: a biscuit tin, perfume bottle (turned out to be from Teleflora, darn it), sweet little plates. I'm a sucker for dishes. Home and food. Anything with home or food.
Oh, and I bought a piece of kick-ass cake at the bookstore-bakery: vanilla with chocolate icing. Didn't even mind the coconut. Stopped twice on the way home, to eat it. Sweet.


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And I want cake. Must be Monday as I have neither.
Can't do much about a sun room, but I *can tell you where to find really good cake. :-)
Vanilla cake is my absolute favorite!
Let me know when & if you plan to visit central Vermont. Cake will be on *me :-D
Vermont is so surreal and lovely. Good luck with your publication!
I'm used to my hair now, and have stopped fighting with it in the summertime. Needless to say, as a young person, I wanted it straight!