Farmers’ Market. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2. Backyard barbecues. Los Altos Arts & Wine Festival. Bought a forest green and wood picnic chair from the REI garage sale. Took my new picnic chair to the outdoor jazz concert series at Stanford. Garage sale hunting (favorite finds: a portable Weber grill for $4, unopened Wedgwood casserole dish for $7). The public library – got a new library card to replace the one I’ve had since second grade. Walking through the Redwood Grove Preserve. Walking behind private backyards to Shoup Park. Walked the creek bed in Shoup Park. Listened to Ye Olde Towne Band in Shoup Park for an entire afternoon, reading Lola and the Boy Next Door by Stephanie Perkins on a beach blanket. This is the first summer we didn’t go to Half Moon Bay or any beach; it was too cold. Helped Esther move into her San Francisco apartment. Went to a dog park and a dahlia competition. Afternoon tennis. Picking fruit (plums, oranges, lemons). Picking lavender, getting bee-stung.
Read Aimee Bender (enjoyed). Read Catherynne M. Valente (enjoyed less). Read Jorge Luis Borges (grew on me). Read a whole lot of other stuff. Dropped off ARCs of now-released-books around town in a belated Rock the Drop. Drove myself to our old house. Saw the changes. Didn’t go digging in the front yard for that thing I buried, it was light out. Didn’t end up driving at night.