Molli, Aunt El, Patty

This is a picture from a year ago, when Molli graduated from Middlebury. I have to look back every now and then to know where I am today. Sometimes a year seems a long time, sometimes not so much. (After class on Saturday, I realize we need some additional lighting from the other side to get rid of those shadows!)

Yesterday, it rained all day, a gentle rain, but with the last few days, the garden doesn't need any more for a week, and the barrels are all full. Ray and I went to the Fellowship, where we sang (not Ray) the theme song from Rent (525, 600 minutes...) and there was a bridging ceremony. Children who are graduating from high school "bridge" to adulthood. Ruthanne Hartel was one and Emily Silva was another. Emily, her sister Madison, and Sam Wallace read statements about what UUFA means to them. I love that stuff. I would be a youth advisor, but I can't convince Ray to join me and don't need any more activities without him. Of course, it reminds me of my own children, but I love watching them grow up even if they are not mine. It is such a hopeful thing. I often cry, from joy, but also sadness at my own age and cynicism.

We came home, did a little cooking, and went to the movies. We almost never go to the movies in the full-price theater, but the rain meant we needed to go somewhere and do something. And we went before 6, so we only had to pay $6.50 instead of $8.75. Plus popcorn and Coke. I really enjoyed it, I must say. I think we all did. Very true to the original series. Someone did their homework well. (Ray was pointing out extreme closeups and long shots)