On a lovely, crisp autumn day in Atlanta, we enjoyed a morning with Finn at our house. Notwithstanding what seems like the beginning of a cold, he was fun to play with -- at his direction, of course -- and he and Ron had a fine session of throwing sticks in the river.
After taking Finn home, we went directly to see the Georgia Shakespeare Festival's original production of Antigone. Rich with current political meaning, the production was done as a musical and concluded so powerfully that one was compelled to sympathy even for Creon.
Now we're home again, and once this post is published, we'll pop some popcorn and watch the Falcons, which Mike had the foresight to record.
Ron
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