I just made a smoothie, using some very overripe bananas (almost of the banana bread vintage) and was struck walking back to the computer how the taste and even the smell border on that Central America, fruit so ripe that most estadounidenses would consider it rotten. I regularly surprise people when I'm picking through the bananas to find something I won't need to put in a bag for two weeks to consider it edible. Fortunately, J hates raw bananas (bizarre, I know) so I get to buy and eat the bananas however I want.
Upcoming trips: to NYC to help with a bathroom renovation, to Arizona and southwest Georgia for protest support, and to the southern Nevada desert, for vacation with J (We're both excited, since we haven't done a vacation trip together in about a year and a half.)
Okay, blogging actually isn't one of the nine items on my to-do list, so... here are a few random photos from the last months of traveling:
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