Nathan is off capturing a sunset at Trillium Lake, an adventure which we've attempted in the past only to be thwarted by snow (and, to be more specific, by our distinct lack of snowshoes). The pig and I stayed home, to host dinner for my uncle and aunt, who got in from Dubai this afternoon. I served them a pork-based meal, and they were appropriately excited about it. There were plums for dessert, because my husband has his own ways of being romantic.
|Is it possible he brought me... ALL the plums?|