Saturday, April 11, 2026

     Early morning breakfast with the professor is always full of conversation and kindness. We both like to get up early and hang out together.  She then goes for her daily walk and I read the newspaper and work on my writing.

     The potato plants are thriving in the back yard. Now the question is, will the gophers get to the potatoes before we do. My roommate is at the Saturday master gardener class with 50 students. The house is quiet.

     The three buckets are under the skylight to catch the drips from the light rain last night. More rain expected in the late afternoon. House is cool and damp this morning.

     Not much to report from yesterday, more repeat episodes of THE PITT, the landing and rescue of Artemus 2 in the Pacific Ocean, walks on the deck, naps and continuing to read several books. THIS IS HAPPINESS, WILD TREES and A WORLD APPEARS. The story lines are creating a collage of images in my 85 year old mind.