Spent the day at work feeling submerged in molasses, always the way after migraines.
On the way home, picked up farm share. Got home, took projector over to new art space so Spanish class could watch a movie, came home again, made pasta with vegetables & garlic, thunderstorm in the distance, then here, with hail, even. Pickles found the hail fascinating, Peretz ate a piece.
After that, made a strawberry ice box pie.