Walking Along the Ditch
6:20 pm
Happy Birthday, Tom!
Six Feet of Separation
Walking with my pal Amy.
Banana Chocolate Chip
The pandemic is having a very weird effect on me.
Does Your Bike Need a Tune-Up?
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My New Favorite Book
Wayside School: Beneath the Cloud of Doom by Louis Sacher
Found Along the Arroyo
The treasures spotted along the ditch aren’t that different from those spotted on Ocean Beach, are they? ;-)
Ocean Beach
Fence Poem
When Tom and I go for walks, there's always a poem clipped to a fence we pass. The poem changes weekly. This was last week’s:
Hip Hip
6:28 pm
Along the Ditch This Evening
6:40 pm
Mister Microphone
My Mister Microphone came today. Amy in the building next door is organizing a neighborhood serenade (from our balconies and patios) and we’re going to make some music.
Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down;
The notice to the startled grass
That darkness is about to pass. -Emily Dickinson
Water is back in the arroyo, or as we call it, the ditch–and that means spring is here.
I Promise:
After today I’m going to practice my social distancing skills, which I’m really good at! But on the way to Target to stock up on popcorn and pistachios, we couldn’t resist making a few stops. This is the Sawmill Market, which just opened last week. Talk about bad timing. It’s a beautiful hall full of restaurants and shops, with lots of nice areas to sit and talk and read.