I pulled over on the drive home from school today to take this picture. I live about 7.5 miles from the school where I teach and it can be quite a beautiful trip.
Six errands later, I was home to make dinner in time for us to get to our class in Non Violent Communication. As is our habit after class, we had dessert at the Starlight, usually a cozy little restaurant housed in a railroad dining car parked more or less permanently on the eastern edge of Sebastopol.
Tonight the atmosphere of the restaurant was strongly scented by a loud conversation between a young man and woman on their third date. They seemed to be getting to know each other well enough over a bottle of wine to take their relationship to "the next level." It was exactly the sort of conversation one wishes NOT to overhear. We didn't linger.
Tonight I am grateful for:
- The work of Judith Martin in the service of Miss Manners.
- A sky filled with interesting clouds.
- Learning the skills of self-empathy.