Crazy Stable

What is it? That mysterious light? What was that strange, lofty quiet we awoke to? Who knew the sky could be blue, and what a blue!

    Funny that I realized this morning, after our monsoon, that I missed, not just the sun, but the shadows--those black-velvet October shadows. It's our 22nd wedding anniversary (the day itself was perfect, picture-perfect,) and we're going to the Greenmarket to shop for a lovely anniversary dinner at home, my having finally convinced Spouse that the natural-gas-price thing pretty much rules out dinner at Rosewater, our favorite Park Slope restaurant (which would have to include babysitting, since there is nothing, nothing, not a single appetizer or side dish, that the Child would eat at Rosewater).  Our present for each other is going to be a microwave--our first!--not so much for cooking as for the heating of these amazing neck pads I tried. (See a gas-conservation theme emerging here?) I have always been deeply suspicious of microwaves, but after one session with my best friend's nuked neck pad, my course was set.

And isn't the 22nd anniversary gift theme "radiation"? (The new one, anyway; I think the old one was "tin.")

Be praised, my Lord, through all your creatures, especially through my Lord Brother Sun, who brings the day; and you give light through him. And he is beautiful and radiant in all his splendor!  Of You, most High, he bears the likeness.

St. Francis of Assisi, Canticle of the Sun