Cat and Nate outside the Museum of Art on a perfect early-summer evening

Enter: jazz, Artemis, sangria, cheese and berries

Enter: fountains, sunset, and walking in fountains (...ah!, cold!)

Peaches can range from being tasteless and stringy to being the most sublime God-nectar I can imagine. These peaches were the latter.

We biked back up the path from the weekend before and this time stopped in Fairmount park's cemetary. It was a glorious day to honor the history of those who have passed away and contemplate our culture's ritualistic treatment of the deceased.

Gravestones often invoke emotional images for me, but this one is particularly powerful...There just isn't anything more fascinating and inspiring than the lives of the people around us. History is happening right now!

wow, what a great day!

Despite the long bike-ride the day before (not to mention the drinks and dancing later that night), we got up on Sunday and polished off the weekend with some pretty nasty stair sprints and Dim Sum in Chinatown.
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