Mother's Day

Very happily spent, thank you. This morning the family all came over here, and while some of us in the living room growled about the frustrations of our volunteer commitments, the two chefs quietly produced a delicious feast. A mimosa or two effectively mellowed the growlers.

Weather still feels like winter, except that it doesn't get dark until 8:30 p.m., and everything is greening and growing. It is quite possible to go for a walk, in a heavy jacket, and smell newly-cut grass.

Found out today that my daughter-in-law owns all the unexpurgated Anaïs Nin diaries. This should make for some interesting summer reading - reports to come!

Other recommended reading - the piece in the current New Yorker about Ted Sorenson's forthcoming memoirs. He is an Obama supporter - says all the comments about Obama's "youth" and "lack of experience" and "background" are exactly the same things people said about JFK in 1960.