Roman Centurion

Yesterday was an interesting day. It started with a wild and wooly ride to work and ended with a beatific evening picnic in the park. I heard a peal of thunder, while I was getting ready for work. Checking the radar showed a near vertical line of thunderstorms that were already too close. Still, I resolved to get to work before they hit. I only made halfway there, before the front hit. A big blow knocked down a couple of orange construction signs, knocking them into the center highway lane. This in turn led to impromptu traffic jams as cars slowed and then had to merge right to go around the fallen signs. It was over by the time I made it to work though, so things worked out pretty well in the end, with only a little white-knuckle driving in-between. In the evening, I suggested that we go see this year’s Shakespeare play, “Antony and Cleopatra”. The evening’s weather looked especially inviting. We grabbed picnic supplies at the store, gathered up our collection of portable lawn furniture, picked up Joanie and then headed out to grab our spot in Shakespeare Glen. When we got there, it soon became apparent that Tuesday is the festival’s dark night. Still, we got a really, really good parking place. Instead of the glen, we decamped to Art Hill. There we dined and enjoyed the view of the Grand Basin. Part of our view included watching the steady stream of exercise aficionados, who were performing their workouts. We’ll have to try for the play on another night.