Slept until 6:30 this morning; jumped up and said, "oh, I better wake up Ray." but he was already up. Went to sleep about 10, so don't know why I slept so much. It didn't make me feel cheerful, but sort of groggy.

On Sunday, we had a good presentation by Kate and Dan about Buddhism and the choir did well with its song by Brian Tate. We had 4th Sunday lunch. Ray and I talked about driving up north somewhere to find a cooler place to swim in a lake. In the end, we just went to Legion Pool for the afternoon.

After supper, we went to Despy Karlas' memorial service. It was not that sad; she was 91 and had a good life as a concert pianist. The service featured recordings of her playing some of her favorite pieces: Debussy, Chopin, Scarlatti. And several very eloquent people told things about her. She remarried in her 70s and they appeared to be very happy. She became grandma to his young grandchildren in Sweden. I was a little jealous, not of her playing ability, but of the admiration and respect expressed. Saw lots of people from the community and ate some wonderful little desserts: chocolate mousse and lemon tarts from Lindsey's.