Monday, May 23, 2011
The first cherries of the year are always the most memorable to me. Cherries! I have missed you so. They aren't the most delicious the summer will provide; those are the locally grown ones that show up sometime around the beginning of July, in what will seem like the blink of an eye. I bought some today, shipped here from California and I ate so many I got a stomachache.
Soon, our peonies will be in bloom. I saw some for sale at the market this morning also, but didn't buy any.
Tonight at Cal's baseball game I sat just behind the catcher. I overheard one of the catchers tell a coach from the other team, 'I'm the best player on the team. I got a home run.' Soon, tact and self doubt and other filters will insure that that level of bravado or self-confidence or honesty, whatever, will seldom, if ever be heard.