It’s my second growing season in Dormont. Last summer, I didn’t pick the raspberries brought to us by bushes that came with the property on account of being a bit of a berry snob. Harvested about a cup this morning. I’m liking them better but still not as much as the wild ones.

#gardening

But only one apparently. #climatesolution

I wonder why Duo thinks I’d want to say this?

The pickle competition gets fierce on Christmas Eve and yet still time for my husband to violate this poor teddy bear 🧸 attempting to hide the pickle “in plain sight.”

Thanksgiving breakfast picnic with the Macy’s parade. Double chocolate croissants from Trader Joe are *chef’s kiss*

In 2020, I got Duolingo to learn Italian. I thought my old brain could & what if he wins again articles said there was a path for us to emigrate based on our ancestry. In a month I knew we couldn’t, Italy is fighting fascism too & my brain won’t. So I’ve been refreshing my HS Spanish skills instead.

The urban squirrels are frisky.