mid morning the shopping center was empty. I pciked up my purchases and left wondering what was going to happen to our community.
Tonight at the Osio movie theater, long lines of people waiting to enter, people being turned away. Everyone wants to see a good movie.
I saw the Reader, a poignant movie that moved me to tears.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Families at the beach by the pier this afternoon, splashing in the water, sun bathing, napping. Some couples nuzzling each other. Middle aged women with huge dogs that were struggling against their leashes.
Just finished a great book, OLIVE KITTERAGE by Elizabeth Strout. A series of linked short stories about growing older. I do recommend it.
Just finished a great book, OLIVE KITTERAGE by Elizabeth Strout. A series of linked short stories about growing older. I do recommend it.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
The acacia trees are beginning to bloom, bright yellow covered trees. Soon I will begin to sneeze again. Lots of plants blooming, mostly yellow, a couple of early fruit trees with pink blossoms. Spring is here after several weeks of winter.
I have begun to see Blue herons in the trees down the street.
My car is dirty and needs to be washed.
I have begun to see Blue herons in the trees down the street.
My car is dirty and needs to be washed.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Knocked a bottle of hot sauce off the shelf and ti broke spilling the red sauce all over the stove. I carefully wiped it up, taking apart the burner. I couldn't put the burner back together. I left the pieces on the counter.
When I came home it was fixed. My new roommate fixed it without any prompting from me.
Yea
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Drove to bakery this morning to buy a pot pie for dinner. Then I was going to look at some very small PC computers. A great desire had arisen in me that I need a second computer.I felt driven by this desire.
Fortunately I stopped before I got to the store and gave it deeper thought. No I don't need another computer. When desire takes hold it is hard to stop.
Maybe tomorrow I will look at these small computers. Today I am safe.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
rainy day today. Met with my writing friend this morning. It was so hard to write well when we were happy, feeling hopeful for our country and our lives.
We write better when we are angry or upset.
Maybe by next week we will be back to our old gloomy selves and write well.
Tonight Red Pine is beginning his two day workshop.
We write better when we are angry or upset.
Maybe by next week we will be back to our old gloomy selves and write well.
Tonight Red Pine is beginning his two day workshop.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
I am fixated still on the inauguration. My family is someplace in this crowd at the ceremony.
I watched the television special on the Sunday concert. My two grandkids watched reluctantly with me but after awhile we all started singing and dancing. Maybe tomorrow I will be able to get on with my life.
I watched the television special on the Sunday concert. My two grandkids watched reluctantly with me but after awhile we all started singing and dancing. Maybe tomorrow I will be able to get on with my life.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I have been working on an essay today and am not satisfied with it. It should be better.
Then I go to Whole foods and on the way back, a rainbow in the sky wakes me up to the beauty around me. How could I stay in this narrow constricted place of dissatisfaction.
Now I am home and relooking at my essay. It is due tomorrow for the writers circle. It's easier to read then to write.
Then I go to Whole foods and on the way back, a rainbow in the sky wakes me up to the beauty around me. How could I stay in this narrow constricted place of dissatisfaction.
Now I am home and relooking at my essay. It is due tomorrow for the writers circle. It's easier to read then to write.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Just updated the list of books I have read. I was hesitant to add ABRAHAM LINCOLN by Carl Sanburg, because I am only at page 250 out of 850 pages.
It is a long thick book that I can only read when I am rested. So I keep stopping and reading something else before going back to what I call THE BOOK.
Two friends are also reading THE BOOK and we compare what page we are on.
Went for a morning walk, calm sea, warm day again. Two fishing boats were standing still in the outer harbor. One was surrounded by birds, flapping around, sitting in the water, landing and taking off the boat. UMMM. The birds had no interest in the second boat.
Friday, January 16, 2009
the tree is down, done in by a small man in a bucket lifted by a crane carrying a chain saw. All day I could hear the buzz of the saw and then the plop of the limbs hitting the ground. I had no idea the wood was so heavy.
When the tree was healthy the limbs floated in the air responding to each shift of the air but now there are piles of wood on the ground, heavy wood, more wood then my house. I miss the tree.
When the tree was healthy the limbs floated in the air responding to each shift of the air but now there are piles of wood on the ground, heavy wood, more wood then my house. I miss the tree.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
My friend the gardener met with me today to plan the fruit tree project. I want a bunch of fruit trees planted around my yard. I have been so nervous about the economic downturn that I realize I need to do something for my neighborhood. Fruit, fruit trees, some food sources for us.
She will plant the trees in the next two weeks, lemon, apricot, apples, pears and maybe a walnut tree. I am very excited about this project.
I am finally doing something to help.
She will plant the trees in the next two weeks, lemon, apricot, apples, pears and maybe a walnut tree. I am very excited about this project.
I am finally doing something to help.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Sunday morning walk. Breezy cool morning, agitated ocean, few people, piles of sea week scattered on the beach, a single man in a black wet suit is walking into the water for a morning swim.
Stopped at Red's donuts. In the quiet empty street two huge, enormously loud motorcycles sped by breaking up the morning calm.
I wanted to yell at them to stop but they were too fast for me.
Stopped at Red's donuts. In the quiet empty street two huge, enormously loud motorcycles sped by breaking up the morning calm.
I wanted to yell at them to stop but they were too fast for me.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
All morning as I completed one chore after another, paying bills, cleaning out closet, finding lost key, writing thank you notes, putting toys away, doing laundry I though about how I was going to reward myself with lunch at Lulu's on the wharf. I left boxes of stuff at goodwill and then drove down the wharf. Lulu's was closed for repairs.
I drove home and ate left over spagetti from last night. Sitting out side in the warm sunshine I experienced my first fly of the new year. It is warm here and now tonight there is wonderful full moon arising.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
I started making arrangements to go to the Movies Saturday night and then I remembered I was already invited to a dinner that night. I need to take a couple of days off and yet there is so much to do.
Spent several hours with the kids after school. We were all cranky and tired. We ended up watching an hour of Sponge Bob Square pants and chilling out. The song is now permanently in my mind.
Spent several hours with the kids after school. We were all cranky and tired. We ended up watching an hour of Sponge Bob Square pants and chilling out. The song is now permanently in my mind.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
There are six red tulips on my dinning room table given to me by a friend.
The sun is shinning but still it is cold.
Last night I went to the hospital in the middle of the night. So strange to walk down the dimly lit quiet halls looking for the right room.
I am continuing to read Carl Sandburg's biography of Abraham Lincoln. It is so long I think I will be reading it the rest of my life.
The sun is shinning but still it is cold.
Last night I went to the hospital in the middle of the night. So strange to walk down the dimly lit quiet halls looking for the right room.
I am continuing to read Carl Sandburg's biography of Abraham Lincoln. It is so long I think I will be reading it the rest of my life.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
This morning I was driving to Pacific Grove on highway 86. Ahead of me was a car being driven at a little below the speed limit. 28 miles per hour and then 38 miles per hour. the cars began to line up behind me as we drove over the hill.
I could not quiet my body so I could drive slowly. Why was he driving so slowly. When we came to extra lanes we all sped past him.
Slow drivers in the early morning are dangerous.
I could not quiet my body so I could drive slowly. Why was he driving so slowly. When we came to extra lanes we all sped past him.
Slow drivers in the early morning are dangerous.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
I have finally seen enough episodes of Sponge Bob on TV. Over and over we watch the episodes, the young children never tiring of these characters.
I actually like Sponge Bob and have given up the desire to see something new. I have found the familiar comfortable.
Now I want to watch the serious news of the world. Maybe something has happened while Sponge Bob was filling my life.
I actually like Sponge Bob and have given up the desire to see something new. I have found the familiar comfortable.
Now I want to watch the serious news of the world. Maybe something has happened while Sponge Bob was filling my life.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
Thursday, January 1, 2009
New Years day dinner with family, nine adults and 6 children. Sun was out and we sat on the front porch breathing in the warmth. Lots of talk about the economy and the new President.
The children got louder and louder until I had to yell, QUIET.
This is the not the first time this week I have yelled the magic word. Too much noise with four year old kids.
Now everyone is at the beach and I have the house to myself.
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