Last night my SIL Pat and I went to a fun play about women's clothing, which was, of course, really about feminism. I am always complaining about not having pockets, and that came up time and time again. We had fun, and it was good to get out. I sat next to a filmmaker who also writes books, illustrates them, and farms. He's quite a character, so it was fun to chat before the show started. We drove home in fog, but we arrived without mishap.
This afternoon, Paul and I are heading south to White River Junction, about an hour away, for the play John Proctor is the Villain, about a teacher running a play The Crucible. It won an Emmy when it debuted a year or so ago on Broadway, and we love the theater there. Paul is still not feeling 100% so I hope he isn't totally exhausted by the time we get home.
Tomorrow afternoon, we are picking Paul's brother Jim up at the airport in Burlington, another hour away but north of us. Before we pick up Jim, we'll have brunch with friends who live in Burlington. With gas prices high, it's good to make each trip count. Ji.m will only stay 3 bights and then head home again to Alabama. So we'll try to pack a lot into his visit: a few museums, an art gallery, the cemetery, and - most importan - a maple "Creemee," soft ice cream only available in Vermont! If we're good, we'll also have lunch at the Wayside, a diner where "everyone knows your name."
You can't see it in this picture, but there's a big parking lot to the right that's often very full. Best breakfast in town, served all day long!

