Fun, then the train, then the Farmers' Market

The Nebulas were great fun; got to meet new people; got to sign something; saw fabulous clothes (all men should be required to wear tuxedos or really well-tailored suits at least once a week) and wonderful jewelry (Ann Leckie had a stunning necklace she'd made herself from 11/0 glass beads).  Carl Sagan won a posthumous Solstice award (as did the very-much-alive Ginjer Buchanan).  Many awards given--but my favorite was the Bradbury, given to Beasts of the Southern Wild, which I thought was a kind of stunning film.  Then more talking at the post-Awards reception until I suddenly hit a wall of tired.  This morning, off to the train station (I'm here to tell you: the Caltrain ride from San Jose to Millbrae on the weekends when it's all local, takes forever).  Home again, and to the farmers' market, where there were huge, luscious cherries and strawberries, and the first stone fruit of the season.

All in all, a very good 24 hours.