Just back from my lovely Sunday work routine, thinking about all the legit cookery that lies in wait due to purchase of farm share with anticipation and dread. Since I became a model worker, my cooking ambitions have fallen to rather a low ebb, maybe this will reverse that or else my fridge will come alive with the characteristic aroma of rotting high quality local produce. Any W. Mass folks interested in picking up any slack I might have in the vegetable use dept., be sure to let me know.

Anyway, it's a delightful day and I'm going to try to spend as much of it as possible outside despite still having a headache from the steel beam incident...