Summer Solstice



Tomorrow, Monday is the longest day of the year, and after that it's all a slow march to winter. I was busily chopping wood and if I had pouches in my cheeks, they would be full of nuts.



C and I got the semi Berkeley feel at Amanda's Summer Solstice Potluck Picnic. We were instructed to write on slips of paper what we wanted to grow and what we wanted to prune; metaphorically that is although I did wrote Okinawa purple sweet potatoes after crossing out okra. Then each person jumped over the fire after throwing the note in the flames. As expected, noone's shorts caught on fire. For the full Berkeley feel, there needs to be a moon dance and some nakedness involved- I think.



Larry Update: C borrowed a jackhammer from Larry who borrowed it from the tough guy neighbor to drill out our sidewalk in completion of a very grave matter. A few months back, Larry had seemed skeptical and amused when I explained to him the necessity of moving the entrance to the side and blocking/diverting potential bad feng shui in the front with a dry rock wall. But today, Larry silently reappeared wearing sound blockers and wordlessly helped C pry out pieces of cement. That Larry is alright!



Italy Update: Sof and I finally got our tickets in order. We started out right with a few cakes at Crixa- the Boston Cream Pie is mmmm mmm fabulous. We settled on flying to Rome with Continental in case we might snag first class upgrades. Then to reward ourselves for all the hard work, we gobbled up a few figs and blueberries while C pried, gutted, pounded and barbequed abalone. I invited Wolf since his lady is away, and he ate very delicately and in small nibbles. I asked him if he knew any cute but straight single men for Sof. He had to think very hard, then he said, "Hmm. That is a hard one. I do know someone who's just gotten divorced..."