(reaches out and nabs a mosquito that was buzzing near Her ear, then chucks him out the nearest window) Já, you too. Mind those fogging trucks, little dude, and look both ways before crossing the street.
...Where was I? Oh, yes; spring. It's been a pretty good one this year, although I could have done with a few centimetres less rain.
The Astrejurhof crowd has been busy. Red is now graduated from photography school, and in the not-too-distant future we'll have a darkroom in the house. Chala is designing and making jewelry, and receiving mysterious packages of shiny baubles and bits from around the world.
As for Me, I've been keeping on top of My projects.
- The mead that I brewed at Jól is now bottled, with a yield of about 10 litres and an alcohol content of about 6%. It's a bit sweet right now, but it's still fermenting in the bottles and should be a bit more dry in a couple of weeks.
- I raided the kitchen cupboards today and used up a few ingredients. In addition to making a layered dip with black beans (just add guacamole, garlic, onions, cumin seed, jalapeño peppers, tomatoes, salsa, sour cream, and All the Cheese There Is) I also constructed some chutney (canned mangoes; about a cup of raisins; vinegar; cloves; allspice; homemade masala; and some turbinado sugar that I had lying around after My last attempt to make a nice crunchy topping on My maple crème brulée).
(pauses again, then writes 'cooking torch' on Her birthday wish list)
(makes mental note to actually use the juicer, the ice cream maker and the pasta machine that are languishing in the kitchen)
- My 2006 NaNoWriMo novel, The Passion of Marty-Sue, finally has an ending that's entertaining and makes sense from a plot point-of-view; and My 2008 novel Ice Cream for Lakshmi has a much better opening chapter.
- I'm done with clarinet lessons until September, but I'm already working on My summer homework. (plays an octave of G♭ Major in thirds from the back of Her somewhat battered copy of Melodious and Progressive Studies, Book 1) Dear, sweet Uncle Loki... Arpeggios are actually starting to look easy by comparison.
- I finally start physiotherapy for My knees next week.
We now leave you in the capable hands of the Solstice deities. (raises a picnic mug of new mead) Skál!