I begin spring in the blue room with TV and caffeine
I do some substitute teaching.
I visit dad in Washington.
Mom is doing pretty well.
I slam my hand in a car door.
The arboretum with Cara who is invisible.
Street musician in Boston.
Foliage in Harvard Yard over my head
My clever sister-in-law Shelly found palettes beside the building that we could sit on.
My feet stick out from the palette. I am happy with the new, shiny Birkenstocks.
This woman sat ahead of us in the foliage, having copied our idea of palettes.
The subtitles are in English — twenty minutes or somesuch in Latin.
In Harvard Yard, the crowd in front of those of us resting below the foliage.
Harvard parents attack graduation. By 1 1/2 hours before graduation, the best options remaining are under bushes.
Katie the future roommate in front
Sam getting her cap on
Sam still working on that cap
Down the steps
Ricky gives Sam flowers
Cows and sweet things
Partying graduates
Boston
Shelly and Sam by Boston Harbor
Boston Harbor
Isabella Steward Gardner Museum
Memorial Day in Boston
Museum of Fine Arts
Genuine hieroglyphics
Genuine head
Starbucks Harvard Square
A fine, old American statue
Sam prepares to leave Cambridge for home and then off to be an assistant principal in California
And on to Illinois… and beyond with a stop first in Ithaca
Cascadilla Gorge Trail?
Cascadilla Gorge Trail
Cornell University
Abby, Sam and Mom in Ithaca
Cascadilla Gorge Trail
Cascadilla Gorge Trail
Sam and Abby Cascadilla Gorge Trail
Ithaca vineyards.
Ithaca wine-making machines or some dastardly alien plot that I failed to uncover involving servomechanisms who cleverly stayed motionaless.
Sam is home.
Phrase for today: You can’t deny it. I took pictures.
Oooahhhddd uhhayy idd. ahhhdd ooogg iggerrr.
