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Paul and Girl of the House left at 0500 this morning, driving to Red Lodge, Montana.
They're headed to a week of ski camp with the high school ski team at Red Lodge. The team is caravaning out with the adult chaperones driving their own vehicles.
It's a 13-14 hour drive, but Paul was certain it would be easier than our usual ski trip drives. "At least we shouldn't drive through snow."
Yeah, so look at the weather map in North Dakota. No-one to blame but himself - he jinxed it.
He texted me me from Bismarck. "Snow is visible on the grass. 34 degrees."
I checked the weather. They are expecting 2-4 inches of snow on grassy areas in Dickinson.
June 6. "At least we shouldn't drive through snow."
After a year of being on the waiting list, we are IN!

I picked up the first installment of our CSA (Community Supported Ag) allotment Wednesday, on my way home from work. (Another cool thing - the farm is on my route between the hospital and home. I can watch this stuff grow all summer!)
There were tons of fresh greens, some for salads, and some for cooking. Some spicy greens and some mild greens. There were fresh scallions and garlic, and the nifty white things that resemble radishes, but aren't radishes.
I'm going to have to take notes when she explains what everything is so I can tell Paul and GotH what they're eating. It all made sense when she explained the veg, and they were labeled. But I don't remember what they all are!

I can't remember what she said the greens with the flowers are, but I DO remember that they are for stir-fry, and the flowers are supposed to be included. Now, that'll be a change for us!Thanks to Open Hands Farm!
Several inches into Bekky's sweater, I realize it's going to be too small. She's a tiny little thing, but this would have been a very snug fit.

So I battle again with my old nemesis - gauge.
I'd been using the size five needles called for in the pattern. I believe I'll have to go up to a size seven to accommodate my loose knitting.
Goodbye sweater number one. Here's hoping there is only a sweater number two; not a number three, or a number four.
I've been gradually plugging away, washing the Coopworth fleece.
It has a wonderfully long staple,
and washes up a beautiful soft white.
Girl of the House has a soccer problem. She's addicted, I think.
She got a last minute call this evening. "Can you play up with our team? We're short several players." They literally discovered they were short when they turned up at the soccer field.
She threw on her soccer duds, and we were off to the game. Luckily, it was a home game!
She has practice Tuesday evening, she'll play up with the U14 team again Wednesday evening, she's off to a game in Rochester on Thursday, and practice Friday evening.
It's gotta be love.