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So I was chatting with my cousin earlier and she asked if I had any good book recommendations for a long flight. I told her about that one set in the Scottish Highlands with the lighthouse keeper and the old radio transcripts. She seemed interested but wanted something lighter, so I also mentioned the cozy mystery series about the tea shop owner who keeps finding lost letters in antique teapots. It is surprisingly clever and the side characters are memorable. Later we got onto the topic of sourdough starters, because apparently hers died again while she was away for a week. I said she could have some of mine, but she lives three states over and mailing a jar of starter during warm weather is risky. We brainstormed better ways to keep it alive, like using a lower hydration ratio or storing it in the fridge with a loose lid. Honestly, I think she just forgets to feed it. The conversation shifted to weekend hiking trails and she recommended a new loop near the reservoir that has a lot of wild raspberry bushes along the north side. I said I would check it out if the trail is dry enough after all that rain. Oh, and I finally got around to sorting the stack of seed packets on the kitchen counter. The basil ones are still good through next year, but the cilantro and dill are probably past their prime. I might start them anyway just to see what happens. Do you still have that old radio with the crank handle from the flea market? I was thinking it could be useful for the camping trip if the truck battery gets low. Let me know if you want to borrow my portable solar charger. Also, I keep forgetting to ask - did you ever finish that birdhouse you started in March? The last photo you sent looked like it just needed paint and a mounting bracket.