Do you notice that as the days get warmer and longer, we can pack in so much more of everything? Winter days dissolve on the tongue, darkness and snowflakes whispering away while I toll at my desk. Most of the memories of I have of my life take place on warm evenings, in sunsets and long shadows, as I savor the hours between work and sleep when streaks still stain the sky and no one wants to be the first to give up and relinquish the day.
This weekend, we had more lovely post-thunderstorm sunsets at the Boat Basin...
...and more fun and frolic time with friends ~ especially since we stayed out listening to Michael Jackson sets until 4:30am, eating grilled things and onion rings, drinking buckets of beer.
But we also had more sadness. On a lovely June morning, some of our friends moved away.
We gathered and loaded Len and Sandy and their two Boston terriors into a moving van and shuffled them off to Illinois. Ben and Len have known each other for over 20 years, and they've lived near us in New York since 2001, so this will be quite the adjustment for all of us.
Ben and I consoled ourselves with brunch at Lalo, where we've not been for years ~ I regressed back to my usual old order of Greek yogurt with goat cheese. Yay for more sunshine at breakfast, and for olive bread!
Coming soon ~ there was also...more canning! And our first Canning Mishap (oooh, the excitement!)
And while there is more knitting...you can't see any of it. It's all secret stuff right now, so enjoy the clouds at sunset instead. Soon, I promise. Meanwhile, school is out for summer! Two months, no classes!
ETA: Those weird clouds we captured Friday night even made the news. Ben looked very concerned, as he ordered us another round, under alien skies.