- A visit to The Center for Puppetry Arts, which has been here since the 70’s and for some reason had no appeal to me growing up. It seems like someplace I’d have taken Saturday classes.
- The Hindu shadow puppet plays that are performed as tributes to the Gods, with no human audience. Like writing a blog do no human readers. Balinese wayang.
- The fire warming my feet.
- The sounds of Nancy and Mom cooking in the next room. Clanking dishes and utensils, timers dinging, chattering voices. It makes me smile.
- The Varsity. We sat in the car and had curb service today.
Many thanks,
Me