1. All sorts of mushrooms are cropping up. Huge white, flat-tops cluster in the horse field, tiny brown ones line the path, and three cone-shaped ones in a soft shade of green poke up from a flower pot.
2. I've been searching for a replacement shrub and I haven't had any luck finding a match. A quick U-turn gets me to a garden center that I rarely use. They have the laurel I want and it's on sale!
3. Our dinner of homemade pizza and Greek salad summon the exact aroma of Pellegrino's, the Italian import store I frequented growing up in New York. Pungent cheeses, olive oil, and oregano; that store was one of the best smells in the world.