my gourmet neighbors

 

Heidi and Rob invited me for dinner ONCE AGAIN last night and yummmmm, he made scallops (!) and pancakes which were made from fresh green peas. The sauce was capers and raisins and all very French and so tasty. I know, I am one fortunate woman.

small house seems big

 My first tenant, Ari, flew back to Paris yesterday. He left Emma's Room in good condition and even though I didn't see much of him, the house feels different. Quiet. Empty. I have a few weeks before tenant #2 (Laura) arrives and a bunch of laundry to do. All in all this has been a good experience!

my city of color

My BFF Ginger used the expression "the tyranny of beige" from time to time and we have certainly avoided that here in San Francisco, thankfully. The purple jacaranda trees are in bloom and big and small houses add just the right amount of color, in my opinion. I am back to walking about 6,000 to 10,000 steps a day and there are always visual rewards.

pomp & circumstance

 I'm wearing my SCAD sweatshirt to honor Cass today. I was able to watch the graduation ceremony on my iPhone at 6am this morning and that was really quite wonderful. As much as we often curse modern technology, it does provide us with these terrific opportunities to be and experience these special moments.

a poem for graduates

Dreams

Langston Hughes

1901 – 

1967

Hold fast to dreams 
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

From The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes published by Alfred A. Knopf/Vintage. Copyright © 1994 by the Estate of Langston Hughes.

for Steve Carell fans...

 ...and I am one. Thanks to Terri for this recommendation of Rooster on HBO. This takes place on some fictional college town and so far I like it a lot. And no violence so far, a relief from my other TV choices.

almost all spoken for

 There were 5 (out of the original 7) kittens to visit yesterday ~ good homes have been found, thankfully. My neighbor Cristina (middle photo with kitten inside jacket) will be taking two, she thinks. These kittens are trilingual: English, Spanish and Italian. They are non-stop and such fun to watch, but I'm happy with just one lazy 9 year old feline.