Dream a little dream for me, Rose Marie

It rained today. Sweet, gentle and wonderful rain. It had been quite some time since we had any, so it’s a good thing.

And it’s still raining.

It’s funny how some posts that I write seem to hit a chord with so many readers, like the one from yesterday on black raspberries. I loved reading your comments, especially from those of you who had childhood memories that involved picking berries with a parent or grandparent and eating the jam that was made from the fruit. I even had a reader send me her husband’s recipe for freezer jam. Thanks, Leenie!

And speaking of Leenie, a long-time reader of my blog, she has a great little tutorial for shooting photos of the moon. Just sayin’.

I’m posting photos of things I like to eat that involve berries. Above are Carr’s table water crackers smeared with strawberry cream cheese and topped with blueberries. I just love ‘em. And the cream cheese is the low-fat version.

I never buy the non-fat version of cream cheese. It is not good.

I also love Carr’s whole wheat crackers and strawberries. Tastes like a cookie.

My house is a mess. I just think you should know that. It’s dusty. And there are puppy toys everywhere.

And fur.

I dislike my vacuum very much. I have three. Only two work and I dislike all of them equally. At night when I sleep, I dream of vacuuming with {this}.

Someday my dreams will come true.

And pigs will fly.

And I will eat strawberries in a sugar glaze over pound cake and vanilla bean ice cream.

The end.

Love,

I think I would vacuum more if I loved my vacuum. That makes sense, doesn’t it?