I don't know what I am. I know that I am not a category. I am not a thing — a noun. I seem to be a verb.

Three Sundays:
3/29 - It's certainly, officially spring. First spring bike ride. First spring backyard party. I was going to go on a ride with Tanya, but family called so I went alone. It was a beautiful day. I rode from Tanya's house in Mill Valley to Mike's Bikes. It's a very short ride, 7 miles, but it was my first in a long time. After that people came over for a backyard party. I made tabouli and chocolate chips cookies. Fresh, simple for the start of spring.

4/5 - It's been wonderful weather, but for some reason I'm nesting. I spent all day cooking. Cooking and watching An Affair to Remember.













































4/12 - Easter. Tanya and I rode to Mike's Bikes and back. Another beautiful day, complete with egg hunting and a large feast of a dinner. I made a lemon thing for dessert. It started as lemon custard in a meringue shell, but I decided that was too much meringue, so I went with a standard pie crust, lemon custard and a meringue ring around the top. I think it turned out pretty well.