The neighbor made hay bales from his winnowed grass on Saturday. More than a sight to see, it was a smell to smell. Technology doesn't let us send such fine aromas. Fall is near. Mid-week promises a warm day, but it's doubtful it can last.

Here is a shout-out to Eliana, Keoni and Aidan's cousin in Tucson: Congratulations on becoming part of Tucson Junior Strings AND Tucson Philharmonia Youth Orchestra! You rock. Hope you have a wonderful violin season all through this fall and coming year. Go Eli!

On Friday late afternoon we met John in the city for family sushi (no, I didn't suddenly overcome my  sushi aversion, I ate Chinese) and afterwards we found our way to Bryn Mawr College where Aidan auditioned for PRYSM (Philadelphia Region Youth String Music--I think they thought of the acronym and then the name).

Aidan in new shirt, trousers, and his brother's tie in our drive ready to go to Philly.

At Bryn Mawr College checking in for the audition.

Aidan and proud mother.

A few minutes to practice Sonata in E Minor, Op. 14, No. 5 by Vivaldi.

It was fortunate for us that Keoni had stayed at Bryn Mawr college last summer for one of his music camps because we'd have wandered all over wondering which building to go to. Turned out he knew the campus well. He says there are no urinals.

Saturday Keoni had an audition, too, at about 1 p.m. in the city center. I'll have to fill in the exact name of his piece later. I think he went to bed.

Neither one knows the results yet though both felt good about what they played and were smiling afterward.

Since the loss of the mare Celis might leave the remaining mare Austen frantic for companionship since the two were pretty much joined at the hip, Wendy decided to get a horse boarder in. That turned into a fiasco since the new boarder had liberally lied about everything. The poor horse, a pinto, was given to this owner by someone who also had lied about a great deal. In the end, the former owner took responsibility and the pinto is gone as of this morning. Took some concerted action by Wendy and John to make this happen. Sort of sad in a way since the pinto was nice, but had serious health issues. I believe the new situation he went to is a retirement. Austen, it turns out, was pretty good with the changes and was happily grazing in the pasture at dusk.

It is great relief to know from calls and messages from Val, Tim and Sonja that Dimetyrios is starting to mend. The lung is slowly inflating again, and he looks much better than on Friday, Sonja and Val reported this evening. I made a mistake on the provenance of the posted picture of him. Tim was the one who took it and was giving him his bath. Valerie sent it along to me. I understand Dimetrios is very thin now even for his usual long, skinny frame, but he ate a lot of supper tonight. He will be in the UU Hospital for awhile yet.

I returned to one of the little churches today, Trinity UCC in Telford, that had felt the best so far out of my explorations. The first time I went the service included a blue grass band playing wonderful old tunes. I didn't want to go too far away since winter's roadway will be a challenge I am sure. 

Made a Sunday dinner of hamburger from Hendrick's Farm where they raise the meat they sell. Stuffed bell peppers from Frankenfield Farm with it; plus, used their great tomatoes to make it all look good. The milk from the farm stand half gallon bottles is really a winner. All like it and so do I. Thinking about it, I'll go get a glass of it before I hit the hay.