...but what IS it about summer?
Today, in the same block, less than three minutes apart, I was asked, "Do you have a minute?"
The first person wore a red shirt that said "Save the children." Instead of asking, "What children? Where?" I smiled and moved on.
Next came three young women.
"We're from Camp (somethingorother.) Do you know where you would go if you died right now?"
The question was so unexpected that I laughed, then said, "I have absolutely no idea!"
Fremont gets its share of clipboard wavers and promoters of good causes, but they're unusually thick on the ground just now. Must be the nice weather.
If I die right now, someone will find me in front of the computer, where I hope I will have had time to publish this post and sign out of Blogger!
What's really turning me into a curmudgeon is that I just picked up three new books from the library (Another Day of Life, and Travels with Herodotus, by Ryszard Kapuscinski; as well as a new novel by Penelope Lively) and have no time to read any of them until I finish the class reunion record book. It's coming along, slowly.
Today my major recreation was to pack up papers and computer and walk to Stickman Coffee, in Fremont, where the coffee is smooth and strong, the wi-fi is free, and the table is the right height for serious computer work. Want more? The shop sells fabulous chocolate, and the owner has won international prizes for his skills as a barista.
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