Of an evening...

Well, first there was a lovely morning...complete with egg-in-the-middle-of-the-bread and black kitty in the lap. Anika and I had, as is "usuable" these days, the morning all to ourselves. Dan and Eliza are keeping late nights and we're letting them sleep in.

I didn't get a good picture of the in-between - the hauling out of the instruments and Dan and Ani jamming away with some interesting combinations, mostly involving the ukelele (Dan) and the violin, lap harp, or kazoo (Anika). A and I spent the afternoon at the Linscott farm and then took this lovely walk once Dan and Eliza left for their dress rehearsal!

The way to get this kid out of the stroller (Without a fight. I tried the fight. I lost.) is to start looking for black raspberries along the path and keeping the best ones for yourself...(she wanted all the berries, not just some of the berries...)

My garden helper, bringing more water for the tiny tomatoes.

Beautiful pale Jewelweed, along our way home...

Look at those plump little seed pods! Touch-me-not indeed...see the little spirally curlicue in the center? We touched. It exploded. Loads of fun...

Our evenings are to ourselves for a few days longer. I would love to be telling you stories about the rehearsals of Oliver!, but I have none. I'm feeling a little left out, but hopefully one of these days Dan will have two minutes of his day that are not consumed by the show or by Anika, trying to make up for time lost, and he will relate how this experience has been for him and for Eliza. What I can tell you is that her eyes are glazed with happiness at 11:00 at night, she scowls at days off from rehearsal, and our excursions about town are now peppered with "Oh! See that man at the gas station?? That's Mr. Bumble!!" and the like. I will write more about my end of this experience, the observations I'm making about E in that world, but not tonight...