Yesterday was Sunday. Mark and I looked at each other after breakfast and said, “What will we do today?” Both of us had worked on Saturday, so it was our only day off together of the week. We look around the house, and the bathrooms need cleaning, there’s laundry to do, and the backyard is full of leaves that need to go down to the curb in time for a Wednesday pickup. But our hearts are saying, “Nooo! It’s a nice day! Go out and play!” . . . → Read More: The Soul’s Sunday
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The chill of November can already be felt on this overcast October afternoon. Although most of our leaves are still in the process of turning, the cold gray sky seems like a premonition. We’re looking forward to Halloween here on Summerfield Road. As many of the neighborhood children have grown, my neighbors don’t go in for . . . → Read More: First Chill After fifteen years of living in this house, Mark and I finally bit the bullet this fall and put in new windows on the front of our forties-era house. I’ve written before about my attachment to the old swing-out casement windows. With their small panes and wide swing-out style, I always felt like Snow White opening the windows out into space. . . . → Read More: A New View Last night I went out the ball game with a couple of girlfriends. This was my first opportunity to see the new Nationals Ball Park even though my husband has been, oh, dozens of times! It was a beautiful night, not so hot as it has been, and the end of the game was a total nail biter. . . . → Read More: Out to the Ballgame Naturally since the weather over the three-day holiday was not so good, today is just lovely. Sunny, blue sky and not horribly hot considering it’s July in Washington. The mulberries are finally fading after five weeks of creating their usual sticky, jammy mess on the front walk and street. I did get to make a batch of mulberry jam this year, and I think it turned out well. Now to decide who deserves one of the little labors of love. . . . → Read More: Steak Tartare Every place has its spring rituals. A few days ago I read about the spring ice lottery in Nenana, Alaska. Since 1917, each year this town has held a lottery to bet on exactly when the Tanana River will “go out”, or melt. In early March, townspeople erect a tall tripod of painted . . . → Read More: Last Ice, First Daffodil Remember zip disks? For a few years in the 90s that was my backup solution. Zip disks were great for a while, but pretty soon they were just a problem. My external zip drive output to a parallel cable, but after 2001, my iMacs all came without a parallel port. For years I hung onto an old Dell laptop, vintage 1996, so I could read the files. However I still had no way to get the info off the zip disks onto anything else since that machine only had a floppy disk drive (remember floppies?). . . . → Read More: Clay Tablets An unexpected dose of winter weather hit us last night. The result was beautiful, but dangerous. This was one of the few times I can remember when the weather forecast was not more dramatic than the actual weather itself– the TV and radio weather people really missed a chance to get everyone all alarmed this time. . . . → Read More: February Ice |
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