In which I loathe telemarketers.
In which we have an excellent Memorial Day weekend and now need a holiday to rest up.
In which I describe a typical spring day at Rosings Park.
In which I love Anthony Lane’s review of The Da Vinci Code.
In which the rain falls hard and fast.
In which I compile a list of graphic novels that average people might enjoy.
In which I describe my final afternooon walk with Jason.
In which we continue to have bird excitement in our yard.
In which everything’s going my way.
In which the pigeons are SO dumb — they keep flying into the kitchen window.