Brad and I went for a walk this afternoon. It was a lovely warm day, with a few random bugs around.
But not a single dive-bombing wasp in sight.
Perhaps they are still in hiding or were killed off by the recent sudden dips in temperature but I am hopeful…
There hasn’t been a whole lot of baking going on here at Experiments in Baking. I’ve just been too busy and/or too exhausted to even curl up with a cookbook and find something to wrestle (though I have managed to wrestle some stingrays in my dreams). Excessive work always comes in waves for me, and I’ve been riding the crest since the last post.
But yesterday, I was presented with a possibility for another experiment similar to Auntie Rayna’s Magic Acne Cure in that it is an experiment that is NOT meant to be eaten.
It’s that time again, the time when the sun is so warm and inviting, I wish that I had a backyard so I could dig some soil and get my hands dirty. Instead, I finally pulled my alpine strawberry out of the closet where it spent the winter avoiding the freezing temperatures; it looks pretty sad and I’m not sure if it’s going to make it. 
I never could get the watering schedule right.
