Today my daughter informed me that you’re not supposed to run by the pool. We were not at the pool or running when she informed me. As a matter of fact, we were at home, sitting still.

But no matter!

You’re not supposed to run by the pool, she said, because you could slip and die. You’re also not supposed to run by the pool, she said, because the sign says so.

Which sign? I asked her.

“The sign with the running person covered by a red circle with a line through it,” she said. “That’s how you know you’re not supposed to do that. It is a rule.”

It is also common sense. But common sense, as we know, is not something we all have in common.

Which brings me to this sign:

I took this photo last weekend at a fireworks tent. My husband accused me of being a wise guy, but honestly? I’m not sure how you can look at this and not think about the story behind the sign.

Something happened. Seriously.


We moved here a year ago. A month after that, I went back to school for the first time in 15 years and this blog — bless its heart — was put out to pasture.

I’m not going to let that stand. My goal is to update a minimum of three times a week, but we’ll see how it goes. It’s July and like the French I now study, July is a big month for revolutionary monkey screeches.

“We want change! But first? Let’s watch some cycling.”

Anyway…I’ll start tomorrow with a recipe for a fruit tart. I’ve promised recipes from my backyard garden, but in this case I’ll sort of be fudging the details a bit. I’ll use blueberries from a farm in Jackson, La. And I’ll use cream from Smith Creamery, a wonderful family-owned dairy that was destroyed in a fire recently. You can read more about Smith Creamery¬†here and here. Tomorrow: You can read about how I use their products to make pastry cream here.