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I am less pleased with this one – lumpy and yellow and meant to be corn. I may address these again.

A turnip, the purple topped kind, that makes me think of a long story:

When I was finishing college, my father bought one last boat. Its name was Triumph. The boat had… issues. The worst was that it was impossible to turn while under sail. It was a sail boat. This was bad. In frustration, we called it the Turnip, instead of Triumph, and I designed a mast-head flag for it that showed a purple-top turnip with baroque foliage on a blue background. I still have the drawing around in a sketchbook, although we managed to sell the boat before I made the flag.

So I was kind of channeling the idea of a heraldic turnip when I got to the leaves.

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I think I was trying too hard yesterday – I exercised my dad at the Y, and then went over to Pelham and rode two horses! Not just Kaboose, the fierce red mare, but also little funny rubbery Ruby who was gone for summer camp but is home now. All I could do at the end of the day was sit still and go to be d early.

Today I was much calmer. I did cut out the base layer for Janny's pieces, but they are just big white rectangles, so nothing of interest yet. Alice and I stopped at the Tuesday Farmer's Market in town for the Pie contest. It was delicious! And I hugged the mayor (our kids were friends before, it isn't something I'll do to just any mayor), and then after the pie, Alice and I had pizza for supper and came along home.

The market was full of inspiration for circles for this month; apples, radishes, huge jars of honey and multicolored ears of corn. Six different colors of potato, next to three different colors of peppers and carrots in the usual orange as well as yellow, green and deep red. It is intoxicating to look.

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The weird looking tomatoes come in and Al says "oh good – it is the ugly tomatoes!"

They are also the tasty tomatoes, and the interesting looking ones, and the madly varied color ones, so really I am not complaining. The nicest one tonight was the streaky green one.

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That would be four pears all together.

I went over to King Oak to watch a friend of mine from the internet compete in the horse trials there. She is competing well above the level I got to, back in the previous century when I was doing such things. I managed to record her dressage test and stadium jumping round, but the heavens opened just before her cross country ride and she retired when he felt slow and off. It was her birthday too – a discouraging way to have a birthday.

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I like these better – let the fabric do more work, and use less thread to suggest details.

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Red Kate photographed these eggplants yesterday, which I took as a challenge for today:

I think I have some work to do, but I have to admit I love those streaky eggplants beyond reason.

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Timna – the back ground is for you, because you are completely correct!

My eyeballs are like this: O.0 because they were dilated for an eye exam (distance unchanged, near needs more power) and I can't see anything yet. I am typing by guess and by golly.

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I bought two apples at the farm stand, one to eat and one to photograph. Because I was starving, and I couldn't wait to get home, and take a picture and then eat it.

It is a Macintosh – the first of the season. Hard, crisp, brightly flavored, streaked with a fine green. A lovely thing.

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I keep stubbing my toe on Aerin's absence, when I need to be paying better attention to Alice's continued presence. So. Alice started High School today, only a little twitchy, and actually remarkably cheerful considering the hour of the morning.

She has Latin, Bio, Writing, and Crazy Woman English with Homeric Epithets.

Next semester she's signed up for Geometry, Chem, World History, and some fluffy stuff on alternating days.

Nothing but good times ahead!