The weather is warming up (though the ocean temperature has dropped two degrees), the oleander are in blossom, and the spring breakers are out in force -- including lots of families, making beach walking treacherous for all the abandoned sand castles and
holes. Some "camps" sported college banners - Iowa and Purdue were located in close proximity, and even the seagulls benefited with special delicacies such as granola bars.I actually read, or at least skimmed. most of the Sunday paper and have three articles to recommend, and links if you would like to read them: an ironic riff on life in England with the resuscitation of the home front's dourest hour (from the NY TIme Magazine), details of changes to Google's management practices based on company data (from the Business Section), and the thesis that Montagne was the first blogger (essay from the Book Review section). Enjoy!
re life in England: I eat my toast with butter or jam, never both. I spent my first 5 years with my grandparents in Scotland. They remembered rationing, and the days when butter was scarce. You could make raspberry jam from the bushes in the yard, and that's what you put on your toast. Butter was a treat. Even though rationing ended long before, the habit stayed.
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