Today was a day of things that made me laugh.

One of the first was coming into the kitchen after my daughters did the dishes, and discovering our rye sourdough starter container had been properly labeled.

I love my kids’ sense of humour!

The dump was open today, so I wanted to make sure to go.  Just as I was about to sort the recycling, having paused to take a few quick photos of Hungry Girl and Barbecue outside our living room window, the phone rang.  It was my mother.  After our greetings, she asked what I was doing, so I told her that I was about to get the recycling together to go to the dump.

Oh?  Do I go to the dump often?

I explained that I try to go once a week, but we don’t have that much garbage, so it’s usually about once every two or three weeks.  So she starts asking me what it is I’m putting in the garbage?

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