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Hey y’all.  Sorry for the lack of posts lately.  This is going to be short.  Photos and news:  a visit from John’s dad and grandmother (her hand with Will, above).  A box of freshly picked peaches left on our porch by dear friends.  And this stunningly beautiful cookbook of Spanish cooking that was sent to us by my best friend’s boyfriend after they visited last weekend.  How amazing is that?!  Who sends their girlfriend’s best friend a gorgeous Spanish cookbook?  Apparently this guy does.  (Also, they brought ten live lobsters in a cooler and we cooked the lobsters, fried up some french fries, made a double batch of mayonnaise from scratch, and ate it all with bottles of really good wine.  It was basically like heaven.  Or like what I pretty strongly believe heaven will be like.)

Speaking of which I’ve been reading this cookbook and it’s just one of those transformative, beautiful books that I wish I could spend all day reading.  And listening to Emmylou Harris’s album Wrecking Ball, which if you don’t own, please go buy and listen to over and over because it is so beautiful.  Like, heart-wrenchingly, achingly beautiful.

And also, how about this?  He’s 4 months old now: