No work on Friday.
About 2 p.m., Spooky and I went to the Botanical Gardens, where we met up with Julie Daniels, an old friend of mine from Athens (and her husband) and someone I'd not seen in more than twenty-one years, not since I moved back to Birmingham in August 1997. We walked out to the pond in the Japanese gardens and watched the koi and turtles and talked for a couple of hours. In the end, I think we all got a bit too hot. Julie and I talked about, well, everything, but it's impossible to catch up on twenty-one years in two hours. But it was good, seeing her after so long. Too many people I care about have gone from my life. Everyone who remains is precious to me.
Back home, Spooky made dinner and we watched the first two episodes of Ken Burns documentary about Theodore Roosevelt and FDR (2014).
Today, I really do have to work.