Sunday, May 3, 2026

Found Time to Make the Juleps After Ania's 1-Year Old Birthday Party in Ansonia and the Kid-Fest

Holy little humans, Batman. The "cuzzies" of the Kelly/Saad families keep multiplying and they are toddler-centric these days. Little diapered warblers screaming at the tops of their longs while pushing each other to steal balloons. They can hit notes that I didn't realize were humanly possible...I kept expecting glass to break, but it was pure joy for the kids running around and the dads standing at the bar taking time off. I sat with Noel and enjoyed my fish. I'm not sure how they baked it, but it coupled well with the carrot /apple salad. I avoided booze.

Then, getting home about five I remembered I made mint julep for Derby and just needed a home to go to pour a few glasses. We ended up and Pam's and Leo, Bev, and I enjoyed our drinks even if we didn't be this year, the crowd was small, and the hype low-key. Even so, Golden Tempo set the tempo with the come-from-behind-wind. Amazing spring in the end and congratulations to Cherie DeVaux, first female trainer to be able to claim the Derby victory.

My lawn needs to be mowed again (I'm like JEEPERS) and I need to plot ahead for soil therapy in the next week, as making excused to avoid campus and transplant perennials makes me much happier. I'm ready to get my patio set up, my chimes back in the air, and the clippers out to prune. It's a better temperature now, before the hotter days arrive.

I'm awaiting work to slowly come in, as I'm already caught up. It comes in, I get to it immediately as I want to move on. I also know it's recommendation season, so I'll be writing all those letters, too. They come at ya in stereo. 

Finally, I don't know if I have gas, but I did make chicken to barbecue and I'm ready to hit the grilling season again. Life is so much easier when I can hop out back to cook. Okay, Sunday....come what will. I'm ready. 

Channeling Summers in the Outskirts of London and Time Spent in Roskilde on Lars Farm as We Head Towards June (My Favorite Month)

I remember the first time I was fortunate to spend time in an English garden. Amy Parton, leader singer of King Kong  and an extraordinary h...