Saturday

Saturday in Clear Lake Shores generally calls for a stroll over the the Farmers' Market, but that looks unlikely today due to the steady rain. But with the door open, the sound of the rain is friendly, soothing, relaxing, and the back part of our front porch remains dry. And we still have some of Glenn and Anna's beautiful home-grown produce that they brought to us last weekend from Baton Rouge. So we're good, thank you.

The doves have raised another pair, now adolescent and having flown the nest:

I did take down the newly-reinstalled curtain sheers to prevent Annie from shredding them in an attempt to get up to her intended prey. We love Annie, but bird-stalking is in her bones. We think it's odd that Mama and Papa Dove continue to nest as an obviously-interested cat stalks, but, as Tom says, God made doves tasty and stupid and fast-breeding.

Glenn and Anna, along with the produce, brought over several salmon steaks cut from salmon that he had caught in Alaska. Is there anything better? Well, yes, combining them with (Glenn and Anna's) collard greens, grits, and homemade biscuits. Oh, and smoking them in the stove-top smoker* that G & A also brought (bday gift for Tom) -- what generous friends! This was the menu earlier this week, and resulted in a pretty, tasty delight:

Tommy, on his own for a few days while Tina was in Louisiana with her church women's group, joined us for dinner.  With his ready laugh, Tommy is always good company.

Tom and I have both been a bit sick. I have either allergies or bronchitis, depending on whom I speak to, and Tom has a cough as well. But we're both improving, and about ready to re-enter the world, a delightful spring-y one now (complete with rain).




*Highly recommend. Will be perfect for the boat. While G & A were here, we smoked shrimp and onions in it, and they were also outstanding.