Blueberry Pancakes

Jett loved them, Ron and I enjoyed them. Had a pint of blueberries to use up and gave Ron a choice of how. Had a memory flash of picking blueberries at Coonamessett Farm in the summer.

Bought four Rice Krispy bars at a fundraiser last evening on my way to the library. Jett had one, Ron had one, I had one. We’ll see who gets the fourth.

Using the ceiling fans, I think for the first time. Electric company is urging conservation. We are in the midst of unseasonable heat. I am thinking about the performers on the White House South Lawn this Sunday.

Jett and I went shopping at the North Adams school district nursery, which is clearing its greenhouses. We picked up vegetables and flowers, some for free.

Back at the house, I struggled to reattach the tonneau cover. Had one side done and of course, Ron loosened it so it has to be done all over again.

I have asked him if he’d treat a roommate as he does me. Of course not, he replied.

We are trying to get to the transfer station before it closes.