I've been up in upstate New York in some way the past three Saturday's.  2 of 3 have been in Cambridge visiting parents and/or my sister and her husband.  One of them involved my 1st Catskill peak with a great friend who will soon be immersed in studying for the bar exam.

Splitting time between the city and the country is a privilege, but it isn't easy psychologically.  I love my country blues and city jazz, and maybe it's just the Sunday night sleep struggle, but today I'm having a hard time with all these crowds and all this concrete.  The good news is that some stellar jazz is on its way right after the month of May...

More on the way in another day (or so).