I let more time than usual go by from my last post (13 days). I had a draft saved for a week or so, but did not have the inclination to finalize it until today. "Inclination" because really -- lamenting "no time" gets old. I've been wondering lately why I allow myself very little time off from the to-do list? I've been working away on my fall syllabi, even though my second summer class ended on Friday and the grades are not due until tomorrow. So today (and tomorrow) had to be devoted to evaluating. Then back to the fall preparation. I'm hoping to be all ready for classes so that the Beagle proof fence can be finished 8/23-24. Only the gate (and staining about 2/3 of it) to go. I also want to enjoy the trip to Syracuse. I guess it's not completely true, the "no time off" thing. I don't work most weekends. But a weekday off...rare.
I haven't been writing much about my garden because it hasn't been a banner year. Not
hot enough and it has rained to much. The stuff is growing, but it's
late and I doubt there will be the quantity I'd hoped and that I had some
years. I like 80 and comfortable better than 90+ and humid, but tomato
plants don't! Some flowers have done well, and herbs of course, but
that's it. As a result, a few weeks ago we went to Shaul's Farm in Fultonham and stocked up on bushels and pecks. I made some refrigerator pickles.
Afterwards, we drove out to Oneonta, drove through campus and the city, went to Autumn Cafe and Brooks. We decided that our old dream of retiring there someday (abandoned long ago) is back on the table.
On Thursday, we went to see Jackson Browne at the Palace, and ate dinner at Yono'shttp://www.yonos.com/. The concert was all acoustic and fabulous. His
voice sounds the same as it did 30 years ago. And he had about 25
guitars lined up, switched for almost every song. We had awesome eighth seats. Bob joked that the mean age was 57 -- not a person under 40 was to be seen, aside from a few teens with their parents'. The highlight of the evening (not) -- the drunken woman who spilled an
entire glass of red wine on Bob's sleeve (a brand new LL Bean dress shirt)!