Rowan Oak

I had a pleasant time last weekend visiting the town of Oxford with my mother and the boys. We parked near the square and walked over to square books. The first person I see when I walk in the store is Jake M, my professor and adviser from my college days. I knew that he was going to be in town for the Oxford Celebration of The Book, but I had thought that the chances of actually running in to him would be slim. Turns out, I ran into him two more times that day. I had never been to square books, a very neat place, especially the espresso bar upstairs and the balcony overlooking the square. The square was crowded and bustling. We wanted to lunch at Ajax, but it was much too crowded, so we ended up at a place called the spare rib. The boys were well-behaved. They were pretty good at Rowan Oak as well, although we were not able to spend a lot of time in the house because they wanted to play on or cross over the plexiglass partitions installed to keep us out of the rooms. Outside was a pleasant yard with some out buildings on a lovely spring day. Here is a photo of the little ones enjoying a gravel courtyard in bare feet just outside of William Faulkner's study.