Olga and I found this lovely lady reclining beneath a tree on West End Green yesterday morning. We quickly scurried away. She seemed to need privacy.
Nearby was her companion, a wizened visage with a missing ear. (It was lying on the ground next to him/her.)
We took neither of them home. Dave was thrilled.
Yesterday was a much busier day overall. I had plenty to do, and plenty to tell Dave at the end of it all. So, you know, every day is different. Most of it was inside baseball that would not make good blogging, though.
After work I met up with one of the French teachers, as I did a few weeks ago, to help her with her photo book while she helped me speak French. And another colleague brought me a bottle of wine as a thank-you for a little favor I've been doing for him each week. The barter system, alive and well!
Finally, a few days ago I saw a blog post by my friend Kenneth linking to Juice Newton's video for the song "The Sweetest Thing," and since then I cannot get that or "Queen of Hearts" out of my head. I hadn't heard either one in decades -- what ever happened to ol' Juice, anyway? I was in high school when she was at peak popularity, and we all heard her practically every week on "America's Top 40" with Casey Kasem. I certainly remember every note. When you learn something at a certain age, it never leaves you!