Sunday, May 4, 2008
Rain, cold....I'm thinking blueberry pie
It is an ugly weekend in New England. The rain isn't even the sort that invites play, it's the sort of rain that says "Fire up the wood stove again and find a comfortable spot to curl up." The bad thing is that yesterday was just as bad--anyone can stand one weekend day of ennui--but two is pushing it.
Last night, Prairie Home Companion was in Bangor. It was as good as ever and featured a poet that was new to me. Her name is Maxine Kumin and I plan to search out more of her work.
This afternoon a mother and son from Maine are singing Take Me Out to the Ballgame at the Red Sox game to celebrate the 100th anniversary of that great American song. I hope the weather in Boston is nice for them.
It's almost noon, the teenager and all the cats are asleep. C is reading and I'm about to start baking--warm blueberry pie may be the antidote for this miserable day.