Autumn has stepped out in her best suit, subliminally accessorized.
Yesterday, after setting out to purchase a few more pumpkins, and to look again at a house me and my brother are considering purchasing for a flip, I inadvertently ended up in Baltimore at a book festival. If one were to scan me for vices book buying would be the alarm sounder.
Today I am going to take in another festival type event, if only briefly. I can’t resist crafters, jewelry makers, and artists, selling their wares on sides of streets full of antique shops.
I will continue to feast on the visual and physical attributes of a well dressed Autumn.
A Sunday Morning WTF:
Here a Jena, there a Jena, everywhere a Jena Jena . This from an Electronic Village Shout out. Rhyme courtesy of James Clingman
WAPO has an editorial today on Depoliticizing Justice. How about we de-racialize it.
Like make-up provides theater to a rare dress-up night on the town, this song provides the proper theater for the post. For some reason Vivaldi just never cuts it (sorry Ethan) on a Sunday morning.
Funny how people inadvertently end up in Baltimore. When I worked in a bookstore I used to work at the Baltimore Book Festival. It was great while I worked there but now I can’t bring myself to go to these things. Not that I need any more books, anyway. I know it was a beautiful day in Baltimore yesterday, so it must have been fun.
Now following both the thing in LA, and the case in Georgetown.
We took a day in a local park, and a walk through an orchard. Did some grilling on our outside pit in the cool weather. Your description of the weekend is perfect. I hope you soaked it all in.
Cheers from the holy land Autumn. Trees are getting off their formal suites here too. Sad news from Burma add their gray filter on everything so altogether things look pretty cloudy at the moment. feast on Cooper. feast for me too.
Well, I am happy to report that the SF chronicle has been faithfully reporting on the Jena six for the past number of weeks now…
*sigh* A fellow book addict and sidewalk sales lover… methinks (meknows is more like it) that I would have a ball hanging out with you… though I know nothing about ending up in Baltimore. ;-P
Have a great weekend amiga mia!
It was a beautiful day up here. Got rid of some of my frustrations by going out on a long, hard bike ride. Ended up racing some Amish kids in their horse’n’buggies. The Amish are such a hoot. Too bad the tourists think they are so dour.
Books are a man’s (and woman’s) best friends. I started reading Samuel Eliot Morison back when I was in the 7th grade. Bought it by mail order because Amazon just wasn’t around back then. Nowadays, Amazon delivers something good almost every week.
Right now I am reading Seb Junger’s “A Death in Belmont” — his account of a nearby murder, for which a black man is arrested and convicted, while a carpenter who was working on his parents’ house escaped the dragnet. A carpenter by the name of Albert DeSalvo.
That’s right… Albert DeSalvo aka The Boston Strangler. A great read which I highly recommend.
It was beautiful here. Finally cool enough to walk from one end of North Mrytle to another
Your weekend sounds wonderful. Know a great apartment in NY that will be for sale soon. No flipping allowed though
I love Baltimore. Remember it just before the Inner Harbor when it was a C&W type of town. Watched Fells Point become the Hoboken of Maryland
And until a few years ago there was a wonderful restaurant Harvey’s that catered to old Jews and Gays – chopped liver on the tables on Friday night but the house specialty was crab cake. Was in Mount Washington. Everybody would come together at the piano bar
met somebody here who was originally from Dundalick. Couldn’t believe I knew it. Doesn’t everybody? And couldn’t believe I could pronounce properly – can’t spell it and pronounce Bal’more like a native
A lot of great memories there. Keep them fresh for me
I used to be a big book buyer. Then I got spoiled working at a bookstore and being able to take home all the books I wanted for free. Now I feel kind of entitled when buying books, like I shouldn’t have to pay for some reason.
I think I should start buying books again. I just saw Into the Wild. It made me jealous regarding all the great books he read over his lifetime.
Great song! Kris Kristofferson writing and Johnny Cash singing is just a grand combination, isn’t it? I think if you buy at a fair it isn’t consumerism, by the way.
I’ve become very possessive of my books over the last few years.
Everything is politicized cooper, even employment.
Now Burma.
That song is sweet. For me it’s Monday morning sidewalks.
Sounds absolutely perfect. I’m restricted from buying books, but cheat every chance I get. Such subterfuge. The antiques stores and jewelry are the icing on the cake. But I’d prefer Vivaldi. Okay, a compromise. Segovia. What’d you buy?
Such a short pretty post I hardly know what to say.
We should “de” most everything.
Every season has it’s benefits.