
Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011

I am frequently melancholic on Sunday afternoons and this was true yesterday. Something about Sundays that pushes me around.
Sunday, August 28, 2011

I struggle with reading poetry. Most morning after my first cup of coffee I read for a bit from a poetry collection POET'S CHOICE by Edward Hirsch. I read diligently hoping to develop the mind that can appreciate a good poem.
I suspect I just need to expand the neuron connections so the I can really understand.
It helps that I have studied koans.
It helps that I am resigned to accepting that there is lots I don't understand.
Saturday, August 27, 2011

Sat at the dinning room table and stuffed envelops for the monthly mailing. Luckily NPR had some good shows on so the time went quickly. Tomorrow I will put them in the mail.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Had lunch at the Loose Noddle on Lighthouse Ave today. I was wasting time and thought an early lunch would be just right. Italian food, really garlicky and really good. And inexpensive. I had my New York Times, fresh bread and spaghetti. Just hit the spot. I will go there again.
Sun was out all day and the house heated up.
Monday, August 22, 2011

So I sat outside for an hour in the shade of an oak tree and read. the oak trees are full of bugs right now. I had to shake my self off before I went into the house..
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Saturday, August 20, 2011

I had to tell them that I didn't support playing football. It caused too many head injuries. they nodded their heads and left.
I wonder if they were legitimate high school students. I know the schools are going through a difficult time.I
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011

they ate the leaves on the apple tree and apricot tree. They nibbled on the tomatoes and the nasturtiums.
when I complained to the kids they were surprised and concerned. they said they saw three deer in the yard in the morning and were enchanted.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011

My daughter and I dressed warmly but the two boys insisted on wearing shorts and t-shirts and complained loudly about the cold. I pulled a blanket from my car to wrap them up. They couldn't believe it would be cold in August.
Lots of fishermen on the wharf catching what looks like sardines. busy, busy
Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Actually I have had a lazy streak all my life but now it just isn't a choice.
But I love to sit in my comfortable chair and read and that is what my body does well now.
Monday, August 15, 2011

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Friday, August 12, 2011

I read the New York Times while waiting for my food. I watched kids smear food across tables, across themelves and tease their siblings. The parents were determind to not notice but I kept a close watch on the growing mayhem.
Still no one cried. not a child, not an adult nor a wait person.
Thursday, August 11, 2011

I had to go to the bank to get out some cash. I like to pay for things in cash rather then use my credit card.
I get the feeling of what things really cost this way.
so what did I buy? new frying pan, storage containers, new pen, a red ink pad, watercolar paper, note paper, coffee, tea. Not so much when I think about it.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
I am readingTHE FIRE MONKS, the story of the forest fire in 2008 that threatened Tassajara. It is better then I thought it waqs going to be. I will finish it.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Monday, August 8, 2011

Sunday, August 7, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011

Friday, August 5, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011

The town was quiet. I returned a pile of books to the library drop and went to Paris Bakery to meet my friend.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The plein air writing group met this morning at Lover's point. We found picnic tables by the shuttered grill. We walked and wrote and read. Such joyous activity. Came home tired but no time for a nap. the 9 and 11 year old kids spent the afternoon with me and then I went to the Cherry Center to sit. Now the day is done and I can kick back a bit.
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