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“I am content; that is a blessing greater than riches; and he to whom that is given need ask no more.”

April 21, 2014

Today is lovely. The sun is brilliant and the sky a deep blue. It is 53˚. Today is Patriot’s Day in Massachusetts. The day commemorates the first battles of the Revolutionary War in Lexington and Concord. Today is the running of the Boston Marathon. Yesterday was the one year anniversary of the bombings. This year’s race has already started. All of the runners are on their way to Boston. The Red Sox are playing the Orioles, and that game has started. On Patriot’s Day the game starts at the odd hour of eleven. Today the Sox are wearing home jerseys which say Boston, instead of Red Sox to honor the city and the day.

Nothing is on my dance card for the rest of today. When I woke up this morning, I stayed in bed and read for a while. I finally got out of bed, put the coffee on and went out to fill the bird feeders. I was reading the papers when the phone rang. It was my friend waiting for me at the diner. I had totally forgotten our usual Monday breakfast. We rescheduled for tomorrow.

Dinner yesterday was wonderful. We got one of our favorite tables on the porch next to the wall of windows. I could see the small crests of the waves glinting in the sun as they rolled to shore. The water was calm. It was warm beside the window. I was glad for the short sleeve dress I had worn. The waiter told us to keep an eye on the line of scrub bushes on the sand as a mother fox lived there with her kits. We kept watch but didn’t see them. We each ordered a drink and shared truffle fries. We toasted the day and chatted a while before we ordered dinner. The restaurant was filled but not noisy. Men wore jackets and women were dressy. It is that sort of a restaurant. I had a flat iron steak, smashed potatoes and asparagus for dinner. The meal was delicious. I couldn’t eat dessert, but I topped off the dinner with a laced coffee sugared around the rim. When I got home, I let Gracie out, went upstairs to change then decided I really needed a nap. I slept for a couple of hours. It was the deep sleep of the contented.