When I got home on Saturday I was delighted to see that the deer had stayed away and it had rained enough to keep my garden blooming. Not as wonderful as all those Maine wildflowers, but good enough for me.
Saturday night, out to dinner, since my refrigerator was empty. The pièce de résistance was the appetizer of fried green tomatoes and mozzarella. Tasted gorgeous! When I bemoaned the fact that I could never find green tomatoes, the chef's wife told me that he had had a hard time finding them, too. Worth the hunt.
I haven't picked up my knitting since I got home over the weekend, but here I am (barefoot, as usual) with my friend Janet, as we laughed at something somebody said. Much hilarity -- always good, no matter where you are.
My grandkids weren't available on Sunday: Ben is at camp, Josh was no doubt busy, and David & Jake were in Hershey. Miss Emma and her parents are in Wisconsin, visiting Tommy's family and having a great time. Here's Jessica's fresh-picked strawberry bounty!
Emma's Aunt Sandy is a hairdresser - a wonder she got Emma to sit still long enough for this hairdo.
Although the kids were not around, I had a visit from my handsome nephew Oliver Halsman Rosenberg who is between trips and heading off to the south of France in a few days. I'm jealous - just got back from Berkeley CA, where he did a residency at the art museum. Now he is going to St. Paul de Vence -- one of my favorite places on the planet. Oliver is a very talented artist and it was a pleasure to spend some time with him this morning.
The rest of the week is spoken for, through Sunday -- but next week I hope to get to the studio. Hope springs eternal:-).