Nothing fancy

I had a great day today, a fun day. I didn't think much about my ancestors, did not grieve or worry about anything.

Before it got too hot, I walked down to the Capitol, then hung out for awhile at the Botanic Gardens. There was a nice breeze and I was wearing my new hat which has an enormous brim. I feel sheltered by that hat. It's an excellent hat.

I took a bunch of pictures, my favorite thing. When it got too hot, I took the Metro home.

This afternoon I worked on clients, another favorite thing.

Right now I'm drinking a Tanqueray martini, watching a big storm roll in. Looks like it's going to be a toad strangler, as we used to say in the midwest.

I'm cozy and cool in my nest at the base of the chateau. I cooked yesterday (from the Jerusalem cookbook, a spicy carrot salad and lemony leek meatballs) so after my martini, I'll only have to throw together a green salad, warm up a couple of meatballs, et voila! Dinner. I'll watch a movie or stream some kind of stupid TV, go to bed early.

This is the kind of day I hope to enjoy all summer long, a day of modest ambitions, simple pleasures, good work, delicious food and tasty intoxication.

Life is good and I am grateful. Shalom.