Waiting for Thoreau

It rained this week. It rained a 1.5 much-needed inches. John got the garden plowed and disked – put to bed, so to speak – for the season. That’s always a good feeling.
Another good feeling is that we’ve also found a relief milker. For the first time in ten years we actually have someone with milking experience and whose work-day schedule allows her to come out once a week and milk. After several failed attempts to actually get ourselves off the farm, we finally pulled off a veritable coup yesterday.

We headed into town early afternoon to run some errands and ended up at Ragtag just in time to catch “Being Elmo.”

I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed this documentary about Elmo’s person Kevin Clash. I laughed. I cried. Now I want to make a puppet.

After the movie was dinner. At Broadway Brewery. It’s been open for several years now, but we’ve never eaten there. It was spectacular. Spectacular. We started out with beer and Irish pub cakes – potato pancakes stuffed with cheese and served with a hint of creme fraiche and a highly seasoned applesauce. Wow. For a main dish, I ordered the Autumn Harvest Bowl – a baked winter squash stuffed with rice and black beans and smothered with cheese. I could only eat half of it. I wanted dessert, but I was too stuffed myself.

Life looks better after a heavy rain and dinner and a movie.