. . . as the old gravestones say. Had a lovely birthday yesterday -- A & M came out & helped me make pizzas. ( made little individual-sized pizzas (about six inches in diameter) with red bell pepper, roasted garlic, olives, shiitake mushrooms, & red onions. C made one of her famous tosssed salads with mustard-honey dressing. We would have grilled but it had been stormy all day so we thought best not to risk it. As it turned out, we were able to spend some time on the deck enjoying the breezy post-storm weather we get this time of year. We had ice cream & brownies for desert. This morning C & I woke to the sound of a pair of loons calling to each other. C has gone off to the barn where she boards her horse to muck out stalls & ride, so it's just me & the dogs on a very quiet gray Sunday morning. Also, one reason I haven't posted much here the last week or so is that I've been working on something a bit longer & more complicated than my usual blog post, which I will probably put up (as a draft) in the next couple of days. (My hope is that it will turn into an actual essay of some sort over the next couple of weeks.) Then there has been all the weeding & planting (Peppers & herbs in pots, my only non ornamental gardening these days) over the last couple of weeks & my online course has begun, though it is not much work yet. I've been sorting through old notes & drafts in preparation for going to the Blue Mountain Center in three weeks & have come across several pieces I had completely forgotten about, which may get into the mix of work I'm laying out for myself during my residency. So: I have a couple of things in mind to put up here, but it is shaping up to be a busy summer.