BEER!

The first batch is in the secondary fermenter. A few more days, and I get to bottle this stuff. I'm excited. And nervous.

Yay, beer!

(I'm going to make a stout or porter next, which I'm even more excited about.)

Did you ever feel like you just didn't belong?

This couch sympathizes.

I'm getting back into the swing of things. Biking daily, lugging my camera around with me, attempting to get some semblance of momentum started. Trying to live every day awake and aware, not just waiting for whatever happens next.

This is not easy.

It's hard to get caught in the cycle of waiting for the next thing: the weekend, tomorrow, the day I'll have this or that thing. It's hard to love the day you're having, and to live it as fully as you can.

Somehow, humans are the only creatures I know who have trouble living in the now.

Aggie and our undies.

Warm laundry brings Agnes great joy. I'm a little jealous.

Demolition

Two blocks from home.


Tired. Lugged a seltzer machine with two carbon dioxide tanks home on my bike tonight. And read countless articles on home-brewing beer. More tomorrow.

The weather has mood swings...

The storm of last week...


Those tulips I was so excited about on my last post? Covered in snow.

...gave way to the spring-like warmth of the weekend. We opened the windows, to the immense delight of the cats.


The Cap'n loves her some curtains.

Of course that's all over now. It's cool/cold (depending on who you ask) out there again, and overcast. I'm enjoying the fact that the streets are clear of ice and snow and I can ride my bike again. I feel much less crazy when I can stretch my legs a bit.