Uni Pkwy at dusk.

[Larger and nicer here.]

This is the view from my kitchen window the other night. Monday was a crazy day, as I had a difficult application for a job somewhere I would love to work. So I snuggled up with a good book, and I did the same thing last night.

I’m reading The Namesake (which was a film this spring, but I missed it). It’s fantastic. It keeps having me run to the kitchen for tea between chapters. Even made chai latte’s last night. The author talks about tea a lot. When a certain person in the book died while I was reading last night, and I had to finish the chapter and stop reading. It was very sad.

It’s going to warm up for a week starting tomorrow, but that’s Okay. Late September 82 is not the same as July 82. It’s much cooler than where I used to live right now (and save your anonymous comments — it’s a fact; I checked). I am hiking to Pennsylvania Saturday (not from the city, though) to practice for a larger and longer hiking weekend next month, in the mountains of Western Maryland. It’s supposed to be 87 Saturday, but I don’t care. Eighties for the first day of fall on Sunday would have pissed me off in the past, and not just in Illinois. My first fall in Massachusetts was disappointing, too.

I had a nice bike ride with my bike buddy yesterday to and through Druid Hill. We are seriously thinking of founding a modest bike club. I think I’ll buy a wheel truing stand to make it official. If you live in North Baltimore and want to be a part of our sissy gang, email me.

[Also for Photo Friday: The City.]