8/20: lunch with twombly

I scheduled myself so that my lunch break would be long enough for me to leave campus and have a real meal on my own before returning for an afternoon of meetings.  I went to a favorite Japanese restaurant of mine and brought an issue of Artforum.  It included a series of people's reflections on Cy Twombly.  I'm glad I didn't read the issue when it originally came out (back in November 2011); it was too close to Twombly's passing, and it would have made me sad to read.  Today, instead, it felt like unexpectedly meeting up with an old friend--I had a kind of company at lunch after all.

8/18 & 8/19: enough

The days are a little over-full with back to school busy-ness.  But on Monday I got enough done on campus that I could work at home today, and today I got enough done before sunset that I could go out on the lake for a little bit.

8/17: two for today

I forgot to post yesterday, so here are two good things for today.

When Chris was in Ustica, he had caponata at a relative's house and brought home a recipe.  We made it for dinner and ate it with wine from Ustica, too.

The possibility of thunderstorms meant that kayaking wasn't in the cards, but I walked down to the dock at sunset and was glad I didn't miss seeing these colorful clouds:

8/15: enthusiasm

I met a friend to talk about The Goldfinch, which I had suggested we both read.  She was so excited about the book that she started talking about it before she even sat down in her chair at the coffee shop.

8/14: a request

When I pulled into the dock from kayaking, a group of neighbors were hanging out, so I joined them.  And the son of one of them asked me, so politely, if he could take my kayak into the cove to try it out.  I said yes, so he did, and I think he liked it.  Then he helped me strap it onto my little trolley so I could wheel it home.

8/13: workshop at home

Chris and I are team-teaching a course this semester, and today we worked hard on preparations together.  Though some faculty attended workshops on campus this afternoon, we decided that we could make more progress on our course by staying home and working here.  It was intense, but we were able to be on the porch, and the cats even kept us company for some of it.

8/12: offering

Our new neighbors have two young boys.  One of them (who is maybe seven years old or less?) came up to me with a little green frog sitting calmly on each of his outstretched palms.  He wanted me to hold one of them, but it didn't seem to want to migrate onto my hand, so we just admired them together.

8/11: emily dickinson then email

I knew I needed to do some work-related email today, but it's still summer, so I let myself spend a chunk of the morning on an Emily Dickinson project and left the email for the afternoon.  When I finally got to it, it wasn't as formidable as I made it in my mind.  You'd think I'd learn that that's usually the case (but at least this way I experience the happiness each time when the reality is easier than what I imagined?).  Then I got some nice email feedback from colleagues--hurray for internal and external positive reinforcement.