Evan and I went to check on Liz’s cat while she was out of town.  He insists on making me nervous by parking in their super sloped driveway.

Aunt Barbara gave me a volunteer citrus plant more than 3 years ago.  It had not sprouted new leaves in maybe a year, but I finally gave it more sun, wiped the spider webs away, and fed it.  I still don’t know what kind of citrus tree it is, but I’m hoping for tangerine.

I know this picture looks like a big tube of hairball, but it’s actually a delicious tube of pork tenderloin with sage, dijon mustard, and salt and pepper.