Vacation time in Boston, Toad Woods, and now, Philadelphia. A rainy day is giving way to intermittent sunshine, melting away fog, sharpening things. This too-perfect AirBNB has, for faults derived from cookie-cutter sterility, two massive iron-framed windows through which to stare at the sky, and sufficient coffee supplies to enable me to linger on the couch, staring alternately at blue and silver patchwork. It goes well with the leftover Christmas candy.
Last night, a close friend drove me (through a budding ice storm) to Connecticut, where I caught a Northeast Regional, arriving well after midnight. I slept in till noon. Tomorrow, I'll get back on the Northeast Regional, and arrive in DC, where I'll be staying till sometime around the 12th.
While in town, I plan to hit the Philadelphia Magic Garden, and hopefully the Barnes Collection. Hopefully there'll also be some good food, and a good dram or two.
Off to the races.