May Day

We joined a small group of seniors protesting our country’s harmful mess. All the neighborhood women I’ve known from either old knitting, gardening, or book clubs. There is still a monthly KGB lunch for this bunch, hilarious name, don’t you think?
Furnace and AC maintenance happened in the afternoon, and I spent a fine evening in Di’s lovely backyard followed by dinner and two episodes of The Residence, a clever series about a murder in the White House that's to be solved by a bird-watching detective.