The 4th of July

Well, America.  All that it means to us…the history, the narrative, the many wonderful people just trying to live a life.  Maybe the fourth of July is when I can put aside the politics and the incessant bad news of NPR and just revel in what I think summer in America is…for me anyway… Pie […]

SUMMER!

Oh bliss…this is it, don’t you think?  Berries… pie and birthdays dinners with neighbors (and here R had to borrow Evan’s garden gloves to open the champagne…) drives to the beach… More dinners… Thanks for the evening, you guys! heading home with a view of the Bay… …and GUYS…it isn’t even the 4th yet!