With a nod toward Sara’s upcoming move, I started re-reading Bill Bryson’s Notes from a Small Island this afternoon. and since I’m still marooned on Sleeve Island, I’m listening. Marc is listening to The Road to Little Dribbling and I expect we’ll swap titles shortly. Sleeve Island is certainly a lot less interesting than the entire island that contains England, Wales and Scotland (not to mention Bryson’s engaging narrative style and the glimpse back to Britain ca 1995). Still …
Friday Night Snacks and an episode of Poirot, recorded from our local PBS station.
Saturday morning yoga in the park by City Hall (and a most-convenient reason to visit Theo’s again for a biscotti). This was my second time attending the free class and it’s really good. I am becoming a fan of yoga on the grass, with fountains burbling in the background 🙂
Saturday afternoon I brought a book along to Sleeve Island. Seeing Poirot made me think about how much I enjoyed Miss Marple last summer, so I picked up At Bertram’s Hotel at the library. Not my favorite Miss Marple, but it was a welcome distraction.
As was the downpour we had just before dinner. Whoa! Marc and I are still delighted every time it rains really hard and the stone path installed with last summer’s re-landscaping catches the overflow.
The highlight of Sunday was celebrating Jean’s 91st birthday at our Women’s Ministry meeting (that’s our new Vice Moderator next to Jean … it was a tough call about the highlight, because this was my first meeting to have that position report come from someone other than me!!)
and when I got home, I saw the first butterfly … of course on the vinca not the butterfly bush … but still!
In spite all of those distractions, I managed to finish the first sleeve and today I made a decent start on the second one. I have a few hours carved out for knitting tomorrow … but your guess is as good as mine if I’ll be rescued from Sleeve Island by Wednesday!