A pic of Cleo from Irving Street. She was totally fascinated by her reflection in anything we passed. Fourth of July we went to Tiburon and ate at Guaymas. Watched the SF fireworks from their top deck, it was great.
I had a dream a couple of weeks ago that Jason & I were making Quesadillas and stuffing them into manila envelopes to send to underpriveliged older people. During the dream I just kept thinking "These aren't going to taste very good by the time they get there".
posted by Liz at 10:45 PM