Harvest

Autumn is a perfect time to be at Harvest. (Speaking of harvest, I am currently planning our Autumn chutney club meeting, quinces and figs are weighing down trees all across town). Riding my bike on a perfect crisp sunny autumn day is one of my favourite things. There are days though, like Wednesday where I arrived at work utterly drenched, and relieved Pen was there with a towel and a Harvest Smock for me to wear while my sad clothes were chucked in the dryer.

It's been a really big week, as much time at the studio as possible, a real estate inspection, a spider bite, decomposing flesh, visits to the doctors, visits to the foundry, drenching rain and perfect sunshine, and more kilometres on my bike than ever. I will be doing a few posts over on the harvest textiles blog, if you'd like to see how it's going.

We've had two home grown cucumbers this week. So delicious! And look, Wizard cat is back!

Hey fever!

Welcome back. I rode home tonight from C3 via the most annoying back streets, up and down unnecessary hills, a little bit lost. It was exhausting after a really big day. On the upside the whole way was filled with incredible perfume from the many many flowers in blossom. On the downside, the last few days I have been waking up sneezing with itchy throat, eyes, ears, nose. I could almost feel my airways closing over as I rode up another hill.

Welcome to spring. It's bittersweet. Still sweet.

a new record

We rode to Rotterdam today. Which is approximately 25km each way. I think this must be some kind of record for me. As distance has never really been my thing.
There is a huge network of bike trails, we passed through tree lined avenues, saw more horses more sheep and mmm, cherry farms. We rode across giant bridges and around the town. It's such a striking city, so many things going on, just in terms of looking around. Old/new, good/bad, architecture, people, it's all in there together in a big old chaotic but laid back mash-up. I like it.