“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 587 (Sunday)

Today really felt like autumn in New England. The morning was chilly and sunny for the ride to belly dance class. There was some yellow and red in the leaves and the air was invigorating. Belly dance class was fun, working with zills and veils and reviewing choreography we were working on oh, so many months ago before the pandemic erased our performance schedule. It’s amazing how much effort is required to toss a silk veil and so it flips overhead and then catch it. The shoulders were burning during the veil work.

Treasures!

After dance there was a meet-up with Mom and my sister at a local antiques co-op, and in perfect planetary alignment we each found affordable items. I got a beaded tassel for $3 and a drawing of a plant in a Nielsen frame for $4, which is less than the cost of the frame parts. Not that I need more artwork, but …

During the drive home, I bypassed the usual turn from route 119 onto 113 mostly just see what was down the road. It was treat with more a stable speed limit of 40 mph for much of the route and the scenic reward of rolling hills and a couple large farm stands stocked with hundreds of pumpkins out front. It was a long and pleasant ride, and as always, nice to finally get home to Winston where the afternoon was frittered away on who knows what but mostly nothing.

Soup was assembled from fresh onion, broccoli, carrots, and potatoes, plus the leftover beans, rice, salsa and cheese from the other night. It is delicious. Soup season is a fabulous season.