We try to keep our pantry and freezer reasonably stocked.
Having a stocked larder makes it easier to come up with tasty and nutritious meals that we like. A well stocked larder simplifies the task of preparing one of our go-to recipes or trying something new.
Extras and leftovers go into freezer bags or yogurt containers so we can either have a quick dinner or whip up a lunch to take to work. We do not regularly buy lunch at work. While Fayes’ workplace has a good cafeteria the cost adds up. I work in the boonies so spewing pollutants to go out and spend money on food it make less sense than taking what we make.
Having a fair amount of food on hand also serves as insurance. A price spike or sudden unavailability is not impossible. Same with a layoff or other loss of income, foul weather delaying or preventing altogether food deliveries, or other calamities.
We take the same approach with the dogs. In addition to this 20-odd pounds of kibble in the vittles vault there is another unopened bag on hand.
We have several weeks of food on hand for two-and four-footeds, which is more than some people have and less than others. It’s enough to cushion the impact of the likeliest calamities, which is the goal we aim for.
Lucy likes hanging out on the back of the couch. Fitzi is content to take the lower bunk.
Fitzi and Lucy wait somewhat patiently for Faye to emerge from the kitchen.
Lucy watches me capture her.
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Fitzi invited Achilles to play and Achilles accepted the invitation. By the time I got the iPad booted and camera app started they were winding down; they still danced so quickly that I only captured two blurs.
While walking Achilles and Stella this evening I sorted through some memories. One memory is the Adventure getting married, throwing up my life in Texas, and immigrating to Canada. Here’s a photo of us on our first day on the road to Canada in July 2007. It has been an adventure I have no regrets at all about undertaking.
Life is an adventure. I embrace it.
We recently had a terrific thunderstorm with very gusty winds. How this small branch came off the nearby pine tree, came through the dense canopy of the Manitoba maple, and lodged in the crotch of the tree, is a mystery.
After pondering the power that must have been involved I can understand why, when I came home, the dogs were subdued and unusually pleased to see me.