Violets are Popping!

These are slowly taking over my side garden like the best underplanting ever. And they’re pretty much at their peak.

Can you believe this is the last day of May?

I can’t.

There’s usually more Burbville farming happening by now, but the night temps are still coolish. Too coolish.

So…

How about those Raptors, Canada?

Wednesday, I finally, finally got to see Come From Away, the story of the 38 planes diverted to Gander in the Province of Newfoundland and Labrador in the wake of the 9/11 attacks, and the small community that welcomed them into their lives for 5 days.

It’s the first live theater musical production that I could have turned around and walked right back into the evening performance. It lifts you up and rings you out. You laugh and cry in the same breath. And everyone is on their feet stomping and clapping at the end of the performance.

The End.

Here be Friday. The last Friday of May.

Get your Friday freak on.

You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

Elen