Hey avid, and not so avid, readers, sorry I’m running a little late today. Normally I try to do this in the morning but I got busy with a little project of mine. Yesterday I cleaned up the outside of my living space and got ready to do some planting. Today I did some planting. I made my way down to City Roots and, with the help of the owner, picked out some good things for my little stretch of dirt. As proof of my hard-work (I don’t want you to think I’m lying to you) I present exhibit “A”:
I’m sorry, I’m just a little proud of that at the moment. I don’t like making this a excessively personal blog, but I’d never planted a rose bush before, so deal with it for today.
Anyways, I thought I would tell you a little bit about my weekend. Again, generally I’d rather this not be a blog simply about me, but I thought this weekend stood as a nice capstone to what many of my posts have been about lately, namely, living downtown and Cincinnati in general. This was the first weekend since I’ve been back where I was downtown the entire weekend, and I wasn’t even trying to make some point. No, I was purely kept busy downtown all weekend. This was something that was always possible, I won’t disagree with you there. Many times though, when I would end up doing that, most of my friends from other neighborhoods would not be there to share it with me. Thankfully, and wonderfully, that was not the case this weekend. So join me in this brief post-facto diary. Continue reading