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Happy Birthday Julien. Wonderful DC dinner at Filomena.
Q. Are we not men? A. We are Devo!
I am acutely aware of time passing quickly - mid-March already. The days and weeks fly by, each one an opportunity never to come again. I especially feel the need to focus on priorities - and exercise the power of “no” for anything outside my priorities.
Nothing quite like a small town St. Patrick’s Day parade. Erin go bragh!
After about 24 hours of increasingly dire weather forecasts - tornadoes, 75-mile per hour winds, torrential rain - the storm seems to have passed with little to no impact. I suppose it’s a metaphor for life - we worry and anticipate the worst… and sometimes the storm just passes us by. Grateful.
Enjoying a very quiet Sunday after a busy week. Glad for the opportunity to rest, recharge, and refocus.
‘Tis the season for Girl Scout cookies, and who can resist… but my sales-scout was all out of Thin Mints. Hard times.
Two musical performances, two nights in a row. Last night, a really lovely Celtic music performance by Rakish in the Avalon Foundation’s Stolz Listening Room. Then tonight, Stephen Philip Harvey’s high energy jazz trio at the Golden Hour in St. Michaels. Great start to the weekend.
Watching the seasons battle. Winter coming back for a mid-March sucker punch. A dusting of snow, followed by sunshine and 50 degrees forecast for tomorrow.
ROFO. Quick stop at Royal Farms before the hour-plus drive from DC to home. Came into the city for the second time in a week for a goodbye dinner for a longtime colleague. There’s something inspirational about the Royal Farms chicken.
Lovely evening, and further evidence spring is on the way.
Sunday Morning Coming Down.
Made the drive to DC today for lunch with some old (and long-time) friends. I gotta disagree with Tony Soprano - sometimes “remember when” is a very elevated form of conversation.
Goodbye to winter.
Today is the first day this year the light changed - the color, the feeling, the very smell of it. It’s a sure sign spring is on the way. It may be weeks away, but it will come.
We’re already two months into 2026 and well past “New Year’s resolutions.” Time for me to recommit to exercise and a healthy diet. That means cardio, resistance training, flexibility work, and continued embrace of stoic values. Lots of work ahead.
We spent one last night on the road, at our daughter’s house in Washington, DC. She and her husband were wonderful hosts and it was lovely to spend time with them. At the same time, we weary travelers are ready to be home.
Tonight, as we continued our journey home, we stopped off in our old Takoma Park neighborhood for a lovely dinner with friends at Cielo Rojo. Tomorrow, we’ll be back in Easton, and back to our welcome routines.
On the way back north, we stopped for a couple of nights outside Charlottesville, VA, and enjoyed a walk in the woods.
Though we only got a few hours above fifty degrees (not kidding), we still enjoyed our time in South Carolina. We traded the snow storm in the mid-Atlantic for views like this:
