Sunday, April 19, 2020
I almost feel like I should apologize for showing you another picture of the dog. But during the lockdown, walking Olga is the only time I get out of the house, so naturally she appears in all my photography!
Yesterday morning our walk took us down the mysteriously caged path that runs alongside the railroad tracks between West Hampstead and Cricklewood. If those purple flowers look a little familiar, that's because they're honesty, the same plant I grew from seed and planted in our garden. (And pictured on the blog many times.) In fact, I gathered our honesty seeds along this path. So these plants are the parents, I suppose, of ours.
I braved another trip to the grocery store, so we'll survive another few days without going hungry. And Dave had to deliver a French horn to the father of one of his students, which posed an interesting problem, given that school is closed and none of us are supposed to meet with anyone else. It just so happens we had a French horn here at the house, which I had schlepped home from school for Dave's use during the lockdown. We set it on the front porch and the father came and collected it, no face-to-face interaction required. (I was a little nervous someone else would walk off with it, but I guess demand is minimal.) The upside is, I won't ever have to schlep it back to school.
Last night, we had a Zoom happy hour with Sally, Mike, Liz and Andy -- friends in South London -- which was fun. We caught up on what we've been watching on Netflix and what we've been reading, and I showed them a picture of our stepping stones. It's the closest Dave and I have come to socializing in weeks!
The other day Dave and I were watching an old episode of "Perry Mason," from 1959, featuring a handsome young actor named Steve Terrell. I'd never seen him before but I wondered what else he'd been in, and when I looked online I came across this fantastic poster. (Apparently this was the high point of Terrell's cinematic career.) I love the expression on her face. She's like, "My God, will this date ever end?!"
Dave and I watched the movie on YouTube yesterday. It's a good old-fashioned, teenage drive-in flick, entertaining in its campiness and probably never intended for viewing by anyone over 20 years old.