Monthly Archives: August 2012
Love going to the Open. This year my friends and I left extra early so we were in the gates and ready to watch tennis at 11am rather than arriving late and needing to eat lunch immediately. Think the restroom could have been tidier considering the hour. Watched lots of great stars crush their first round oponents and went to our usual haunt, Mojitos, for yummy Cuban food, though passed on the pitcher of drinks this year due to the excessive heat. It helped that we hired a driver to make the long journey less tiring. Will never drive ourselves again.
It is hard to see how adorable this little head is. A long time since I spent an evening on the river and never on such a charming boat. Funnily enough I had kayaked by her a few days beforehand, not realizing who owned her, and was full of admiration. As relaxing as the ride up to Seldon Creek was, the ride back with an almost full moon playing hide and seek with the layers of scudding clouds was a real treat.
Such a treat to do yoga with my soon to be daughter-in-law. What can I say other than Namaste?
Couldn't resist printing both of these signs. So many directives and so little time when you are in a rush to go.As you can see, I did not manage the correct door lock procedure. I was sparing with the t.p.
Every time I go to this tennis tournament, which is now called the New Haven Open, it is blisteringly hot. I try to find the least heavy- read fried- thing to eat and to drinl lots of water, which leaves me perspiring freely in my seat in the sun. Usually it is worth it to see top players in a small venue. This year I managed to snag a fan from The First Niagra tent which helped a bit. Saw a great first set between Kirilenko and Wozniacki, only to have the latter retire, leaving us having spent $80 for one set of tennis. Saving her tweaked knee for the USOpen I guess. So what do you think of the pattern of water on the floor between the stalls? Kind of disgusting eh?
Lost my social security card eons ago and now, if you want to renew your driver's license so that it will get you through airport security, you have to have all kinds of proof of identity. So off I went to get a new card. It was actually a painless procedure in a clean, cool office with only a 15 minute wait. Hello DMV... it can be done!
An artistic toilet paper arrangement befitting this gallery's array of local talent. Finally they have moved into the center of town where they are more visible and get much more foot traffic.
I have some of my grandmother's fans. This one must have belonged to Miss Florence. A fan was a must accessory for all women back in the days before air-conditioning.early. It was fun to have out of town guests to whom I could show off this gem of a museum. The house seems now to be just waiting for all the guests to return from a day en plein air and one expects Miss Florence herself to come bustling through the kitchen doors at any moment. In fact, Anna Lathrop of Gourmet Galley is the one doing an excellent job of feeding guests at Cafe Flo on the veranda overlooking the Lieutenant River.
Love a bathroom that is packed with art. These gems are all about 6 by 8 inches
Could be a new Damien Hirst art work if this was taken at a museum or gallery, but it is just a wall of extra supplies at the clinic.Notice the progression of the purple gloves from tightly packed to partially out to spilling forth. I promise I did not stage this.