It survived.
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Fred. The sourdough starter. I realized when I got to Arizona (I went to Arizona last Tuesday) that I had forgotten to feed the sourdough starter before I left. I hadn’t fed it for a week before I left. But that stuff is amazingly resilient (and I keep it in the fridge). It looked very sad last night, but fed it, tossed in some rye for good measure and it’s nice and bubbly and huge this morning. Which means I’m going to have to do a bunch of baking in the next couple of days.
Yesterday I went from this:
To this:
I was not the only one in the airport parking lot at 11pm wandering around clicking lock and unlock on my key fob trying to find my car.
Steve is there (with his mountain bike) for another couple of weeks. He drove down in the camper, and rented an airbnb in Cottonwood. We went to a plant show and sale in old town Clarkdale, and I got the gardening bug big time. But it will be another 2.5 months before i can do any planting here! -
I love Cottonwood!
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I do too. The house we rented is in a nice quiet neighborhood, great to walk around. And way cheaper per day than the motel room we rented for the night last October in Missoula! Sedona is cool, but the traffic is insane (from a Butte Montana standpoint). And too touristy. Old town Cottonwood is more my speed. Best brisket sandwich at the Colt Grill. A couple of good junk stores. Clarkdale’s old town houses are wonderful. And Jerome up the mountain (both “related” to Butte through the copper king William Clark) is really cool. I got a very cool piece of jewelry at the artist’s coop there. It’s a locket - I have to find just the right picture to put in it.
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Nice!
Did you happen to visit the winery? One of the features on the properly tour is throwing sticks in to the river for the winery dog to retrieve.
He’s a Chesapeake Bay Retriever - natch!
