jen wanted to hear about the food here and i'm planning a post about that...some interesting contrasts with the states.
mostly, for the past few days, we've been doing lots of little odd jobs around the house and slightly beyond. for anything beyond, since juliette takes her car mon-thurs, we're on bicycles equipped with racks and knapsacks:
fixing the toilet seat
tincturing hawthorn berries picked from bike path hedgerows [male witch activity]
filling, sanding, painting and/or varnishing an interior door and its moldings
cleaning a freecycle fridge
trimming the budlia bushes for the season
inevitable trips to the food store
i've actually found the completion of various day-to-day chores quite grounding...i'm really feeling the necessity of work in my life----did my father just faint?! i've also found myself hesitant to open my mouth for fear of 'standing out' as an american...so far no one cares, though...