Friday evening, we spent the evening outside, weeding and setting up a new bed for pea starts. It was good that we did, since that was the last of the nice weather for the weekend. All weekend it drizzled and the house felt cluttered and crowded. It was Sunday evening before I felt inspired to do anything to remedy that. The day had been spent at the Lucky Dumpster, eating scones and lemon curd with Jess, wandering up to Tweets with our mugs, where James slipped behind the espresso machine and made my latte and Jessica's tea. There was music at Tweets and Jess and David both clowned around in time to it, outdancing each other, David stirring it up with a broom, Jessica doing high frog kicks. I wished I had a video camera.