Sunday, November 27, 2022

When the sun shines through the sky light in the afternoon I see the sparkling strings of cobwebs near the ceiling. They disappear as the earth turns.  At night with the lights off and I am in bed, a single bright star smiles at me.

At first, I don’t know why I am so restless.  I want to buy something, anything.  Black Friday fever arises.   I am trying to reduce stuff in my home and now, I am desperate to buy more. I check out the webpage Wirecutter to see what bargains are being recommended.  Most of the items on sale are a mystery to me.  What is it? Why?  The fever subsides. 

Still eating left over desserts from thanksgiving gathering. Pumpkin pie, berry tart and of course ice cream sundaes. No turkey in this house.

The next book to read is ON THE BLACK HILL, a novel by Bruce Chatwin.  It is hard enough to remember the name of the book but to also remember the person who recommended is a step too far.