Aftermath

The sun shone mightily and the garden bloomed as hard as it could, full of Spring. People were cheered by this and the bottomless Mimosas (not a Bellini in sight). Alcohol and food and sunshine and, soon enough, stories from the trenches of the latter half of the 20th century. Today the winners were the perils and pitfalls of attending art school when you're 40-something, the trip to Greece with three teenagers to celebrate the 21st birthday of a young woman who never appeared, and a career changing from photography to pruning and plant shaping ( but she's been tending apple trees at the Zen farm for quite some while). It's astonishing how little I would know about my neighbors if I didn't socialize occasionally.