Saturday, August 29, 2026  

     We sit in the car waiting for the airbus shuttle to arrive. We talk and say goodbye. The other tall guy is going on a plane ride to Oregon.  I have known him since he was 3 weeks old and now, he has graduated from college and is looking for the next thing to do. He will be back to visit again. 

     I stop at the bank to deposit my tax refund check in the early afternoon. The bank is empty except for two people. The desks are bare and the lights are dim.  I ask the friendly teller, where is everyone. He says they are all out for lunch. I don’t believe him. I finish my business and leave. Strange times we are living in.

     We accidently find a new TV series AIRPORT CHAPLAIN, advertised as a comedy and a warm hearted Australian series. Who knew airports could have chaplains.

     I started reading Rachel Cusk’s latest novel, LIFE OF M. I have always loved her books but this one, I am not sure I understand what she is writing about this time. War, floods, fires, and violent ICE agents continue today.  Who knows what the distracted president is up to.

 

Friday, August 28, 2026

     Puddles in the wet street. Yep, rain last night and no water on my bathroom floor. The fix in the skylight works. Cold morning. We didn’t see the moon eclipse last night. Too cloudy. I can’t tell if there is smoke mixed in the clouds this morning. My eyes are kind of burning.

     Busy day yesterday. A friend brings me books from the library. The tall man stops by to visit. I drive my super clean car to another friend’s house for lunch. No more spiders in my car.  The mirrors need adjustment after the other tall man drives my car. Roommate in and out of the house.

     Long cozy nap on the couch in the afternoon. I love my naps.

     In the evening, I get to choose the TV shows again. Usually, it is a joint decision. Same as last night BLUE LIGHTS, a gritty police show in Belfast. And BEST MEDICINE, based on the old show, Doc Martin. Silly and interesting. On the Newshour we watch the videos of the incredible flood in Nepal. Don’t spend any time thinking about our dangerous incompetent president.

 

 Thursday, August 27, 2026

     Yep, the sun shines and clouds of smoke drift in the sky from the Big Sur fires. Now there are two different fires. At least it is not 109 degrees temperature here like in Los Vegas. This morning it is 63 degrees in my bedroom and will rise into the 70s in the afternoon.  Reading the world temperatures in the NYTimes helps me appreciate what we have. No more complaints from me.

     I stay home all Wednesday, mostly reading the book about Stanford, HOW TO RULE THE WORLD. I am not sure why I am so caught up with it. This morning a friend is coming by to return books to the library and pick up new ones.

      After my nap I sit on the back deck eating watermelon. A solitary hummingbird is busy with the potted blue flowers. The Kitchen window sunflower is now brown and beaten down. I do wonder what is the next phase for this plant. And the plumes of smoke drift in the distance. I eat watermelon to hydrate my poor tired body. My doctors remind me I need to drink more water.

     In the evening the other tall man and I watch an episode of BLUE LIGHTS, a grim police story set in Belfast. And then a funny episode of GOOD MEDICINE. My roommate is out doing good work in the community.