With all modesty aside, I do make an excellent, and oft requested, breakfast omelet. Except for this morning when Alex asked for some of the leftover BBG chicken in his creation and I foolishly tried to heat it up a bit in my only frying pan. The BBQ sauce promptly stuck to the pan which meant that the “omelets” stuck semi-permanently to the BBQ sauce and, consequently, became a hodgepodge of ingredients with some bits of egg mixed in. We all cleaned our plates, so, though unsightly, the concoctions were still tasty enough. The stump / brush fire was still smoldering when we finally ventured forth. So Alex returned to fire tending while Katy and I went blackberry picking… which was the first time in her life that Katy has ever been berry picking. Apparently that’s not one of the available options when you grow up in Houston, Texas. We got a couple of quarts, and many scratches, in not much time, and didn’t even begin to deplete the stock in our patch out by Route 53. Then Katy and I went canoeing while Alex encouraged the last remaining stump (the one the Ranger had had such a hard time towing into position) to become charcoal. Katy & Alex headed back to Boston at 2… in the midst of an hour –long rainstorm. I spent the afternoon making lasagna, swimming, and generally relaxing. While over at Kate & Dan’s catching up on the blog postings another rainstorm started to arrive, so took shelter in their woodshed while trying to get the last little bit done and the email sent out. Slipped and my laptop computer went flying. Still works, obviously, but the cover no longer closes properly ‘cause one of the hinges is somewhat beyond broken.
