It's the next to last day of lovely weather. I've just made it back to my desk, after a morning at the loom and peanut butter and crackers for lunch. The cat, left in the living room for his afternoon snooze, always hears the click of the latches and is on the windowsill before the window rises.
Tomorrow he has his buzz haircut for fall, his magnificent tail excluded.
I was weaving and considering supper. I have a cabbage, and cabbage and noodles sprung at once to mind. Then I thought of roasting the beast, and Mr. Google assured me it's easily done. Then I thought of all the vegetables I have on hand to roast, and realized it's not near enough. So after I post this, off to buy half a dozen more.