Sunshine, glorious sunshine

It's going to be another spectacular day—into the 70s and 80s. I already have four clotheslines of clean laundry hung out to dry. It was a busy weekend. To Beverly Hills to hear my pastor give a workshop on Martin Luther's spirituality. Played piano for two services. Went to a gathering at a professor's home. Had dinner with my dad's cousin. Yesterday I met my former boss for lunch at the Women's City Club and saw a slide presentation by the director of the Gamble House about the restoration work being undertaken to preserve and restore the outside of the house. Picked up an armful of salad mix. Have you ever carried an armful of salad? Have been doing some intensive reading about which I will write here at some point. Now, on to the rest of the day.