Trek Theatre

I got J. to come with me to the opening night of Trek Theatre's summer production, that famous TNG episode "The Inner Light." J. doesn't know much about Star Trek, but the production was rather better than I expected, which was satisfying. It was on the lawn at Amazon Park, the same place where the Shakespeare was recently, and we had a picnic of sandwiches and berries.

Speaking of berries, I'm now reading Angela Thirkell's Wild Strawberries. After August Folly I found I couldn't switch right back to my usual fare, so I found more Thirkell online.