Torn

There is nothing better than Memorial Day weekend at the barn. I remember last year, spending all weekend in the garden, and cooking out and a morning hike. Just a hint of the wonder that is to come. Alas, this year I am in the city. Clarke has his final audition for Jazz Academy at Lincoln Center and Oscar and his dad decided to head to the barn. There are, as always, a few silver linings here in the urban jungle. My sister and beloved Colin (AKA Boo) are coming into town to celebrate Boo's 14th birthday. I am planning our weekend of fun and frivolity with our teenagers. Too bad we can't hit CBGB anymore! ;-)