Summertime, and the living is...

Hot, humid summer weather - but usually with a breeze by late afternoon, early evening.  This past weekend included Friday day Kabalat Shabbat services and dinner at the synagogue, Saturday morning services and lunch at the synagogue.  Both Saturday and Sunday evenings, after David got home from work, we went to the North Atlantic Blues Festival in Rockland.  We sat on lawn chairs with six or eight thousand other people down at Rockland Harbor and listened to heart-felt music.  We learned about a good organization called "Raise the Blues" which works to get music and musical instruments into the hands of kids with problems - physical, social, and otherwise.  

I also worked in the yard and garden Saturday afternoon and Sunday morning - watered the garden, mowed the grass, weeded, put in some new annuals. We have baby cucumbers and tomatoes!  We're still waiting for the peppers, but I think I see buds.  And our carrots are coming up.

First cucumber! 

Heirloom tomatoes.

This Friday evening is the "open mike" poetry reading at Bell the Cat in Belfast.  I hope I have the courage not just to attend, but to read a few poems. 

Meanwhile, American Goldfinches came to eat at the refilled feeder :

All in all, a real summertime weekend in Midcoast Maine.

Except learning that George Zimmerman was found "not guilty".  What a world we live in - oh, wait, that statement no longer includes Trayvon Martin, does it?  Well, what should we do about it?  

I'm trying to keep in mind that while it is not my personal, individual responsibility to "solve" the world's problems, neither am I free to ignore them.

Peace.