What is so rare as a day in June?

Sandra and her friend, Donna, went to New York City yesterday. They visited the Guggenheim museum, took a ride around Central Park, had high tea at the Plaza, and brought back Krispy Kreme donuts. I brought them to the bus station in the morning and then picked them up in the late night(1:30AM).

It was a fine, clear, and warm day. Marley and I spent much of the afternoon on the back deck. I read while Marley kept patrol to ensure that there were no squirrels, chipmunks, or cats about. I'm reading two books. Yesterday I started Khrushchev by Bill Taubman, an Amherst history professor. At the camp, I'm still working through Mountain Beyond Mountains by Tracy Kidder. In between, I'm nibbling at books on XML and Perl. Marley and I also went for a walk. We started through the woods, but the mosquitoes were fierce, so we turned back and walked around the neighborhood. So, it was a fine afternoon, quiet. There aren't many better ways to spend a day at home.

In the evening we watched TV, including a disappointing Red Sox game. Their starting pitching is really struggling these days.

Today we'll go to the camp. The water is still cool for shoreside work. Rain is forecast for later in the day.