And, good news regarding our email to Sacramento City Councilman Steve Hansen regarding the hazards noted on our last bike ride. We received a response from Consuelo Hernandez, District 4 Director along with his staff’s report. A Street Maintenance team determined the hazardous bike trail was not a City Class I bikeway, but rather a privately constructed path. A work order was created to remove the electrical panel box that Devin spotted. (Removed by March 9!) So far, a rather productive civics lesson.
When I showed Justin these finished pieces, he said now I had to start thinking about what to sew next. I told him it was far worse than that. I already have the next two projects started and six more waiting in a drawer. And that doesn’t include the the “wanna-do” projects rolling around in my head.
Cherry pie is my #1 favorite pie, but I hardly ever eat it. Way too rich but mostly it’s really hard to find a good one. Last 4th of July, I had the best cherry pie ever at Merrilyn’s. today, Phyllis and learned how to make it.
This was a hard post. I have 40 great pictures and could easily have written a tutorial. The next pie will definitely happen in fresh cherry season. Merrilyn, I know Phyl and I love the cooking lessons you’ve given us.
At Heritage Oak Grove, we played an exercise-filled game of Jeopardy using the information from the plaques. Julian and LaTraye are running back with the question that goes with “The scientific name for Valley Oak.” (What is Quercus lobata?)
We practiced riding straight through a very busy intersection as a group. Everyone stepped on their power pedal as the light turned green. This is the beginning of the next section of bike trail. Everyone noticed that the access was not bicycle-friendly.
Everyone liked it so I kept making more and more bags. If you were in my path in the past two weeks, you probably got one. All of my CBET students got one.
The best story came on Thursday at Del Paso School. It was Jose’s first day, he did quite well, he has good English language skills. At the end of class, we talked about Valentine’s as a special day. I asked each student if they would be my valentine, then gave them the treat. All the ladies smiled or giggled and said yes. Jose, the last person I asked said, “No, I can’t. This is only my first day.”
G: Your t-shirt says “The legends about my dad are all true.” What do people say about your dad?
O: Well … the bad guys say “Your dad is nice.”
A while later I asked for another hug.
Phyl finished the orange fleece pajama pants. Next: a knit top.
This top you will never see again. One day as Phyl was looking at a bunch of pictures, she noticed how too often she was wearing this particular top. She vowed never to wear it again, unless we’re making jams, jellies, or pies.
This is me trying to drive Dave crazy. I borrowed his jacket when I went outside and put it back on the back of a barstool where I’d found it. But it were ever so slightly askew. Dave noticed and perfected its drape. So, when he wasn’t looking and before I went home, I fixed his jacket up nicely.