Saturday, May 15, 2010

A Bevy of Quail

You cannot say that nothing is as it seems.

We saw a bevy of quail yesterday, the little ones only a couple inches tall scurrying along with their parents.

If I hadn't checked his blood pressure, if I'd gone to lunch instead, he'd probably had circled the drain. Instead I went hungry.

It isn't enough that you have someone to love. That someone has to be near you much of the time. Close counts.

Caramelized onions and prosciutto ravioli in a pink vodka sauce.


Anonymous said...

Pretty cool. Thanks.

wunelle said...

That four circles thingie? I like that. I love that someone figured out--or stumbled upon--some wrinkle in our physiology and exploits it like this.