Last night everyone was talking about the farmers market at the port on Friday mornings. “You have to get there early,” Carol said, “before the crowds. And they have the best vegetables! I just drive over to Reading, park, cross the pedestrian bridge, and then in five minutes I’m there. I buy my vegetables and I’m out of there within an hour.” My family all chimed in and agreed. Yes. Early. Gets you to kick-start the morning!
So at eight this morning, I turned over in bed with a special glee, thinking about all my friends who would meet at the market and shlep their vegetables to the car. It made my morning nap so much richer.
And then Tami called telling me about the lecture about Israeli movies in Cinemateque she was going to. For a second I considered going too. Then I turned over again.
I can’t avoid the previous committments, the dinners, the lunches, the physiotherapy, the papers I’m still correcting, but otherwise I’m taking the weekend off.
Anyway I did enough for one day. While reading Haaretz, I discovered that I had given my opinion on Tel Aviv Horses.
http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1043836.html
I read the article and agreed with myself. Then I went out to leave water for some of the feral cats outside. It is so hot and dry outside the animals are parched.
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