A warm, fun weekend in late February

Friday I took off early so we could travel up to the High Museum in Atlanta to see the Leonardo DaVinci exhibit, which had Davinci's and a Donatello statute and more. Afterward, it turned out that it was Jazz at the High Friday (the third Friday) and we settled into a spot to watch a young bunch of guys playing some really tight jazz. The leader of the band was a young guy from Atlanta who played three different saxaphones and then impressed us with his signing abilities. The band was quite good.

Afterward, we drove down to Trader Joe's on Monroe Drive to pick up some stuff for Cindy and a 20 ounce package of blueberries from Chile which was sold for the amazing price of $5.49. What a deal. I was psyched.

We then drove down to Memorial Drive to eat supper at Six Feet Under. We had a gift card from Kevin and Susan and we got there around 7:30, but the place was so crowded that we couldn't get a table until 10:00. Fortunately, the service personnel were really accomodating and we ended up eating quickly after we ordered.

At supper I ate a large bowl of seafood stew, with cod and shrimp and scallops and mussels with big chunks of tomato and curry spice. It was hot enough that it cleared out my sinuses and throat from the cold I have been nursing for several days.

On Saturday morning I had a meeting with some new clients to sign wills and Cindy and Kate were my witnesses and afterward we picked up Cissie Perry and drove down to Callaway for the day. Beforehand, we bought barbecue and biscuits and chicken for a picnic in the gardens.

The flowers weren't up yet, although we did see a few young daffodils and crocus coming up among the brown pine straw. But the temperatures were so mild and the skies were solid blue. It was a delightful day in West Georgia.

In the afternoon we drove back home from Pine Mountain and after depositing Cissie at her home and Cindy and Kate at home, I drove over to the Days' house for a meeting with one of our missionaries.

This morning I went to church, then drove over to Ingles and bought trout crusted with pecans and some risotto and came home to fix our supper. Everybody seemed to like it even though it didn't quite turn out the way I wanted. I'll try it again.

Rain returns tomorrow.