Morning from my cluttered kitchen table at Camont. It’s cluttered with these just-picked Hortensias or hydrangea blossoms tinted with age and now drying enough for me to arrange them for some holiday color. I’m all the way through a 3/4 pot of French press coffee (Lavazza, of course), Chica is out for a walk with her adopted pa…
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