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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:
Must say, I got a chuckle out of this:
With snow hitting the mid-Atlantic, we spent a lovely afternoon at the Murrell’s Inlet (SC) Marsh Walk.
Now in South Carolina comes news of a major snowstorm forecast for home - 10-13 inches is the prediction. We may not have true spring weather, but overcast skies and rain sure beat a foot of snow.
Driving south on I-95 you begin seeing billboards for the South of the Border rest stop as you approach the South Carolina state line. Seems wildly inappropriate considering what’s currently happening in this country. (Actually it was inappropriate even before Trump’s mass deportation efforts.)
Strangest thing happened today. I ordered Bernard Darwin’s autobiography from ThriftBooks. It arrived and the cover looked right but inside was Physique and Metaphysique Kantiennes by Jules Vuillemin (in French!). Not sure how such a thing happens, but I’m looking forward to ThriftBooks explanation.
A break in the weather; perhaps a turn towards spring. But for sanity’s sake, I’m mentally preparing for six more weeks of winter. (Just imagine, in a few short months, I’ll be complaining about the heat!)
First day in months it’s been above 50 degrees. It gives me hope that spring is out there somewhere.
