This morning we awoke with the birds and gray light and cool sweet air. Freya sleeps next to me, snuggled close to the warmth of her mama. Or she sleeps on her back with limbs splayed like a starfish.

We got up just after seven and slowly got ready for the day. The plan was to meet with a friend and her baby at a local rummage sale, then take a walk. On the way to the sale, I spied a giant doe on the side of the road — she turned to flee as my car approached.

The sale wasn’t very good, but I did get a couple books for Freya for a quarter each. Then my friend and I walked. Freya went to sleep, and is still napping now. It has given me a chance to quietly drink a cup of coffee and watch Barefoot Contessa. I’ve decided to roast a whole chicken tomorrow night. More people should try this. You get the most bang for the buck, and the most flavorful bird.

Brian returns from SF tonight. I’ve been on 24/7 mama duty for three days, look forward to a little breather.