big day

Today is the day I start figuring out how to be genuinely skilled at this thing.

And start figuring out how to have:


note courtesy Meghan
(she also makes a killer lemon bar)

Saint Joan

Of all the equestrian statues in the District of Columbia, this is the only one that features a female rider.

I liked this statue a lot even before Wikipedia told this fact to my friend Julia and Julia told it to me.

She had a lot going for her, Joan.

Tomorrow I will know more than I know today. And in a year's time I will be better than I was a year ago. And when I forget (as I am sure to do) that things are not, will never be, as tough as they they could be, I will look at Joan. And she will remind me.

a moratorium on selfishness

I have been confronted with my own selfishness quite a lot lately.
I'm not sure what that has to do with these photos. Maybe nothing. Or maybe something.






Anyway, I'm working on it.
Yes, that's a goose lamp.

commencements

Friday night wine on patios and strappy sandals purchased (or not) that we endlessly analyze the merits of. Open windows and muggy mornings that have begun too early. Searching for summer dresses and justifying pieces of candy and stupid, sappy movies.

weekending