Saturday, February 1, 2025

     I read several books at a time.  I am not in a hurry to finish them. The characters and stories live in my mind. And they come and go.  New books move into my mind and finished books retreat. This is particularly true for the last 4 years when I have been home bound first by the COVID epidemic and then the cancer treatments.

     The bizarre activities of the president’s people have finally startled me. What - I think, what are they doing and why.? I can’t accept what is going on. So how to respond? I tell myself that we are not alone, we belong to a community and we have a voice, a loud voice. I am going to start by writing letters and emails to my government representatives to thank and encourage them in standing up to these outrageous bullies.

     The rain has finally arrived again. Soft gentle rain soaking into the ground. The rain makes me happy.

     In the afternoon with the heater off, I rest on the couch under a down comforter. I listen to the sounds of the house. The old refrigerator goes on and off. Neighbor’s cars drive past the house, sometimes the sounds of the birds.