This morning Franny wanted to buy breakfast for her Tucson hosts, but when it was learned that Kathleen's famous waffles might be available on the front patio, that plan was postponed until tomorrow. Unfortunately, technical difficulties with the house waffle iron turned breakfast into brunch... and then lunch, but eventually waffles were served under a bright, warming sun, thanks to the spare iron packed in from Minnesota.
Habitues of Cafe del Solveig will notice the absence of any petunias in the photo. This is a year for tiling, not gardening, don't you know. You'll also notice more snow than usual on the Catalinas.
The neighbors dropped by to meet Franny. That's Dick Kruger, famous tracker from Minnesota who had to rush off to a tennis date, but not before learning that Franny has been a nurse for 47 years, most of that time in an emergency room in St. Paul.
Sylvia, the neighbor on the other side, dropped by earlier during the waffle iron debacle, and we talked about the unusual weather.
For her part, Birdie busied herself digging a hole in the front patio; an illegal act, but one that was quickly forgiven by doting parents and a guest who took to her kisses instantly.
Sylvia, the neighbor on the other side, dropped by earlier during the waffle iron debacle, and we talked about the unusual weather.
