One of the many things I loved about my mother Kathleen is that she would (in the years before everything got consolidated into one President's Day), serve up a cherry pie for Washington's birthday.
Well, they didn't find the hatchet that cut down the cherry tree at Washington's boyhood home, but they are finding a great many artifacts there. I've always been fascinated with archeology--artifacts have a story to tell, and sometimes an amazing one. The video that goes with this on the news site is really interesting.
Back to enjoying a quiet dinner with Mr. Strega, after a great teaching day in which I got to discourse on one of my favorite poets, William Blake.
If I don't get back to blogging in a day or two, have a happy Fourth of July--and for those of you who live in fire-prone areas, turn on your fireworks screensavers and forget about the sparklers this year. We've had enough of fires for one year.
My name is Joan McMillan and this blog is, as Emily Dickinson says, "my letter to the world." I am currently working on a nonfiction book about the murder of a young woman, Asha Veil, born Joanna Dragunowicz, and her unborn daughter, Anina, on September 9, 2006. My book is meant to honor her life and illuminate the need to create a safer world for women and children.

To read an excerpt from the book, please click on the following link:
ashaveilbook.blogspot.com
An excerpt from The Pleasure Palace, my romantic comedy, can be found here:
2 comments:
Finally the smoke seems to be abating...but I'm worried about Big Sur... Anyway, happy 4th & happy Blake!
Have a good one, too, Kate. I did hear the whole town of Big Sur got evacuated.
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