Friend and massage therapist Nicki is a master gardener, and she has chickens — allowable in Seattle city neighborhoods. You can’t have a rooster, but you can have girl chickens. Nicki has made me egg salad from her wonderful fresh eggs, and the taste is a whole other thing from the mayo-drenched stuff my mother used to make when we were kids.
For my birthday, Nicki gave me this fresh-picked floral arrangement, and a half dozen eggs. I can’t wait for breakfast. 🙂
Alongside is a card that Else made for me. YaYa told her the letters, but Else wrote it all by herself.
Day 3 of a strong birthday season. 🙂