deli­cious spring

-- March 18th, 2015 --
sarah rowing

Until today, I would have said that the Eng­lish air held an unmis­tak­able warmth of spring.  Then I got onto my bike for yoga and pos­i­tively froze this morn­ing!  But a beau­ti­ful, crisp day, rem­i­nis­cent of Saturday’s “Women’s Head of the River Race” on the Thames.  Fourth from the left in this photo is the divine Sarah Weaver, in from Cam­bridge, our house­guest from the evening before.  We screamed our­selves silly when she went by.  We felt very cool to know some­one in the race, and sat with our cof­fee on the river’s edge, watch­ing the spectacle.


It’s just lovely liv­ing so near to the Thames.  Some­day I will suc­ceed in get­ting a pho­to­graph of the river rolling by out­side my bed­room win­dow.  In the mean­time, all I can do is assure you how hyp­notic it is, with the lights glit­ter­ing over the tidal movement.

Spring, how­ever chilly, has been deli­cious.  I could not have pre­dicted how relax­ing it would be to enjoy Life After Cook­book, pick­ing up the threads of my social exis­tence that had been put rather on hold in favor…