Storming Morning

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Up at 6:45, to a changing sky of blue/gray, then gray,  at times rain, sometimes a heavy wind, then the sky lightens up before darkening and raining again.  And, by noon, a light snow is predicted as the temperature drops precipitously from this mornings 50º to the 30's.

Yesterday was a beautiful Easter Sunday, mostly sunny, little wind, and the temperature hit 70º late in the afternoon.  We, however, took little advantage of it because both of us were tired from our busy Saturday of kayaking and hiking, at least that was our understanding of what my father would always call 'lack of pep.'  Indeed, we had little pep.  We did make it to the Chautauqua Institution for our circling of the empty grounds, an hour walk on a sparkling morning on the lake.  We did not run into a soul, perhaps they were all in church.  We took a quick drive to Tops to pick up some spinach, then drove home getting there around 12:30.

It was then time for a great breakfast, toast, fried eggs, bacon and a bagel, as we watched what I thought was an uninteresting CBS Sunday morning.  I guess they were struggling to find something of interest.  Jelly bean art?  We then spent part of the afternoon as usual, reading and napping, until our better selves took over, and we ventured outside in the warm afternoon and do some raking, filling up three barrels with leaves and twigs, getting our yard ready for spring.  That was it.  We had enough and went in to our couches.

Easter Sunday Afternoon at 5:00

Around 5;00, Evie began prepping our Easter dinner, Greek lemon chicken, with garlic spinach and rice, one of our many favorites.  We then enjoyed the late afternoon with a glass of white wine before having a great dinner.  We were not sure what to watch, as we were caught up with most of our shows, so we popped the DVD STEVE JOBS into our playstation and watched a bio of a much admired, even deified icon of the computer age. This particular film, however, also brought out his stunted personality and style, cold, calculating, unable to empathize, as he turns away from old friends and even his own child, a very troubled genius.  It was not fun to watch.  We ended the night laughing while watching Real Time, with Bill Maher, always obnoxious, profane, but right on.  And finished with the political half hour review of the primary campaigns, aptly named The Circus.  A good way to end the evening before returning to Bruno's gustatory and criminal investigation in France.