Larkspur Landing was having a celebration, so we ended up at Il Fornaio in Corte Madera with a perfect private table. We were seven and had quite a good time, which continued on here at the house. Chris is well celebrated and all is well. I await the rising of the moon. It takes awhile to crest the hill, but it will be here, I am sure. The Blue Angels flew right over us in Corte Madera. Wow!!
Happy weekend of celebration. There is a tremendous amount going on. I've also been contemplating the six short films we saw yesterday and the messages they gave. There is so much to appreciate. We live in a wondrous place.