Eleven candles on the cake for Maya!
Some joyful pictures on a weekend of horrible international news.
Today is Indigenous Peoples’ Day, officially proclaimed by the White House. Although, I think it was invented in Seattle? Even Columbus, Ohio no longer observes its namesake's holiday.
Some Italians still argue that Columbus Day was intended to celebrate their heritage, not glorify a greedy, clueless exploration.
We went to the Symphony on a strangely hot October day. It hit 80 in places on Saturday, a record. Traffic was heavy downtown and people were out enjoying the last summer hurrah. Everything and everyone seemed frantic for some reason. There's something slightly creepy about such warm weather when the sun slants low in the sky.
Last but not least, our friends Betsy and Paul gave us some homegrown, heirloom tomatoes yesterday. Beautiful.
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