At Becky's
I'm at my daughter Becky's house in Mountain View, CA, with her husband Jay and 5-year-old son Perry. Here are some highlights of the visit so far:
A visit to the Farmers' Market Sunday at the Mountain View trail train station. Probably 100 vendors selling local produce, meats, flowers, bread, cider, wine, honey, etc. I don't think there's anything remotely like that in the Pittsburgh region. And it goes on all year. Becky says it gets smaller in the winter, but it's always worth going to.
Some friends came over to Becky's and Jay's to play Dungeons and Dragons Sunday afternoon and evening. These are the same friends I've met on previous visits. They have been meeting to play games for over 15 years! I think that's a really neat social circle.
Monday I had dinner with Hiram and Arden, long time friends of Stefni and myself. 38 years ago when I thought I wanted to get to know Stefni better, it was Arden I called to find out how to contact her. We talked late about our losses.
This morning I had a good run on the Stevens Creek Trail that runs from a couple of blocks from Becky's house out through the meadowlands to the edge of the San Francisco Bay. Boy am I out of shape!
A visit to the Farmers' Market Sunday at the Mountain View trail train station. Probably 100 vendors selling local produce, meats, flowers, bread, cider, wine, honey, etc. I don't think there's anything remotely like that in the Pittsburgh region. And it goes on all year. Becky says it gets smaller in the winter, but it's always worth going to.
Some friends came over to Becky's and Jay's to play Dungeons and Dragons Sunday afternoon and evening. These are the same friends I've met on previous visits. They have been meeting to play games for over 15 years! I think that's a really neat social circle.
Monday I had dinner with Hiram and Arden, long time friends of Stefni and myself. 38 years ago when I thought I wanted to get to know Stefni better, it was Arden I called to find out how to contact her. We talked late about our losses.
This morning I had a good run on the Stevens Creek Trail that runs from a couple of blocks from Becky's house out through the meadowlands to the edge of the San Francisco Bay. Boy am I out of shape!