Thursday, June 25, 2020

My gray hair is wispy and long.  When I forget to comb it, my neighbors ask if I am OK as I pick up my mail. Straggly hair is a mark of staying at home and being a survivor of the epidemic.

I am still buying books even though the library is open.  Yesterday I started reading THE SUMMER BOOK by Tove Jansson, a 1972 book translated from Swedish. I am enchanted with it.

I pick off faded flowers from the geranium plants on the deck.

Spent two hours sitting in my blue recliner at a zoom board meeting Wednesday evening