Friday, April 13, 2018

Friday, Little Library, afternoon tea, and three little budgies

Today was not only warm, it was eventful.

 
The third budgie, left, has joined the others in the tree, after a trip to the knitting group, at the big library, where he was photographed and admired like a star!

After I left the knitting group meeting, where I gave a Moosewood cookbook to a very happy recipient, I took my remaining book to leave at the Little Library, a new addition to the Art Center.  


 Locals will recognize this location as the old firehouse, now renovated for the visual and performing arts.

I've been looking for a local Little Library, and was happy to find this new one.  So I left a cookbook, took a book of mystery stories. If you're not familiar with the concept, it's a box on a post, set up with shelves, usually small, where you can leave a book or take a book, or both.



Then home to the first afternoon tea on the patio for the year. Reading, birds daringly feeding right overhead, a nuthatch getting brave, and giving me a great close up of how he works the feeder. He picks out the best seeds.

The tea was artisanal bread spread with farm honey, well it was gone before the photo happened, so you have to take the empty plate's word for it. Since tea leaves and coffee ground are acid, and that's what roses and azaleas like, I've been putting the used leaves out around them. We'll see how it works.  It beats disposing of them any other way.  

Reading outdoors today was Eleanor Oliphant is Just Fine, by Gail Honeyman, a funny and sad and moving story, written from the viewpoint of a probably autistic woman, brilliant,  working hard to figure out social interactions and language in the neuronormal world while dealing with past violent abuse.   It sounds much darker than it is;  it's piercingly funny, too.

1 comment:

  1. Afternoon tea outdoors is a long way off here. It's raining tonight and many dire predictions for a big dumping of the freezing sort over the next couple of days. Fingers firmly crossed that the weather reports are wrong. Wee birdies are wonderful - both real AND knitted. Only ever seen one Little Library in my travels and have heard of one that was outlawed by the powers that be. Why, I don't know.

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