which didn’t wind down and seemed, given all that happened or had to happen, like it should
have taken up more than one but was the one [right after the return from Nevada] that started
off with probably the last rain of the season and went on from there…
There were several unpredictably timed appearances from Ken, the visiting mechanic Scott had
recommended, resulting in corrections to some of various idiosyncracies the ’45 seemed to be
developing while L. was visited in her recuperation by her former student and longtime friend
Sarah Bird for tea as well as a pleasurably leisurely lunch at the Inn with Abby on Friday.
Meanwhile I witnessed the return of my little waterfront friend
and had breakfasts al fresco, all culminating
in a lunch and afternoon with daughter-in-law Christine, in town from Vancouver for research
at the Bancroft, during which Ken arrived to install new shocks on the already shockingly rusting
Tundra…must be that Damn Desert Dirt.
Spring, meanwhile, continued apace.
<3
Not being mathematically inclined I’m not sure what that means…
Sorry for the long delay here. First there were some really pretty Benicia shots, the yellow and black striped post with pale yellow chain and the low tide toward the bridge. But also about your hummingbird friend. They had (maybe still have) a hummingbird enclosure at the San Diego Zoo and the birds were quite friendly, even alighting on one’s head and in the right season, plucking hair from one’s head for their nest!