Yesterday morning was just about perfect for a walk. It was slightly cooler with lower humidity than normal. When I came back, I fixed breakfast and then sat on the patio about twenty minutes meditating on the beauty of the gentle wind blowing through the trees on the property of the neighbor behind our house. She has forty acres, most of which is wooded. Kate and I have spent many late afternoons looking out over the trees. I’ve often remarked how fortunate to have a neighbor like that. Then I consider the fact that our house sits on what was on her property until she sold it for development. If the price is right, she might sell more of her land. I think we’re safe though. I don’t believe she wants her neighbors any closer to her house. We can only see traces of it during the winter when the leaves are off the trees.
Kate slept late yesterday morning. In fact, she was so late that we skipped Panera and went directly to lunch. She wasn’t at all depressed, but she wasn’t nearly as cheerful as she has been the past two days. We were pretty well-occupied most of the day. We had less than an hour at home after lunch before going to the Bijou to see a performance of Memphis. We had seen it on Broadway during its initial run several years ago and enjoyed it although it isn’t in the same league as Les Miserables or Fiddler on the Roof. We sat on the front row. I think that may have been a little much for Kate. It was quite loud and fast-paced. She was impressed with the quality of the performers but not taken with the music.
From there we went to dinner and then came back home for the night. I started the DVD of Sound of Music where we had left off the previous night. Kate was too tired to last long, so I turned it off for another time.
