Sunday, August 19, 2001

Upon the windy hills, in many a field,
  The honey-bees hum slow, above the clover,
Gleaning the latest sweets its blooms may yield,
  And, knowing that their harvest-time is over,
Sing, half a lullaby and half a knell,
    “Farewell, sweet Summer,
      Honey-laden Summer,
        Sweet, farewell!”
— George Arnold (1834–1865), “Farewell to Summer”, lines 9–16

Another week without a visit to church. I had planned to go to the late service, but I didn’t even wake up until ten minutes after I should have left the house. I want to spend time at church, though, which is a good sign. I (and my family) have been so burnt out about church for so long that I’m trying to savor my enthusiasm.

I spent much of the day today working on Kamidake and baking. I feel like summer is coming to a close, and autumn tends to excite my interest in cooking.

So, I made Butterfinger Bars and baked pretzels, which turned out perfectly. I may make pretzels more often, though there’s only so much one can do with pretzels. I wonder how they’d taste with a sugar coating?

I also made a bit of progress with Calliope; check out its website for more information. I realized last night how much the specs need to be fleshed out.

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