Saturday

Vivid memories of our home in Italy - plenty-large rooms, all with sliding glass doors, marble floors, persianas, a lemon tree outside my bedroom, splendid views to Mediterranean sunsets every evening. Tried to find a picture on the internet of our view, with no luck, although I wasn't surprised.

Finding body's energy reserves, even after week full of neck pain, and doctor visits, and teaching a class in Lburg this morning. I run errands, bra-less. To gather my courage to do this, you see, I just pretended that I'm a hippy. No one is the wiser, especially in this town, and especially when your errands involve a stop by the music store and Whole Foods!

Mums for the porch and the friend who saved me when I couldn't move on Wednesday. Hers to be delivered tomorrow before our run, or walk, or whatever we can muster.

Two large-venue shows this week (Lucinda, and Bob Dylan with Elvis Costello) re-convinces me that my favorite venue in town is my favorite because it's the size of my living room. Looking forward to hearing new music there tomorrow night.

Little Kitty helps me write my blog tonight.