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Casual Friday. . .

 

A wonderfully quiet Friday yesterday, filled with various outside duties.  And enjoyably so given the sunlight, light breeze, and rather cool temperatures.  

The sprinklers do not show up in the top photograph, but I amused myself with an after-dinner cup of coffee and simply watching the sprinklers go back and forth, back and forth (Mom always joked that I was easily entertained.) while the Young Master watched a little TV upstairs.  

He and I have a date to watch another documentary, courtesy of Youtube, on Da Vinci after dinner this evening.  Should be interesting.

The Grand Duchess has been away only for a couple of days, but already I miss her presence around the house.  It's fun for about eight hours when she makes the occasional trip to Seattle where her family resides, or overseas, but then that initial novelty is replaced by a slightly odd and empty feeling.  

It reminds me of when we first began spending time together outside of the graduate student office in early 2001, skiing, going to plays, having dinner out on the town (as much as poor graduate teaching assistants can do that), and so forth.  We weren't even "dating" as  the kids say, but I felt at loose ends during the 10 days or so of Spring Break Week in MArch that year when I didn't see her smile at the office each morning upon arrival.  

That's when I knew.  And here we 22 years later.  Our 17th anniversary is at the end of the month by the way.

-- Heinz-Ulrich





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