Dill

I usually hate pictures that are not in focus. But I loved the spray of yellow in this. This is our dill plant, Bob's favorite in the garden. The plant is now taller than Bob and he eats a little bit each night that we visit the garden.

We had a very nice evening at Caramoor. We bought the cheapest seats in the house for a concert of Argentinian music (supposed to be Tango, but most of it did not seem very danceable). While the primo seats are under the tent in the Venetian Theater, for $9 we had seats on the picnic lawn with speakers bringing us the music from the stage. My Mom & her husband and new friends of ours joined us. It could not have been a better night - 75-80F, good food, good company, good music, a shady picnic table, lovely gardens. I wish they did this for every weekend concert at Caramoor.

This evening was one more piece of evidence that we live in almost the best place in the world. Now if we could have a different president, a national health care system, and affordable housing, it would be just about perfect.