Saturday, October 31, 2026

     Halloween today.  I do have a bowl of cute candy just in case.  It has been years since kids knocked on my door.  The culture has changed. I did watch little kids in costumes at the park on Thursday. Still, I want to see more little kids. 

      Maybe I will go back to the park soon. Luckily, I look like a little old harmless lady, so not threatening to anyone. Secretly I am wonder woman full of surprises and intrigues. I am encouraged reading DANGEROUS, DIRTY, VIOLENT AND YOUNG by Zayd Ayers Dohrn. And the ICE thugs are operating in our county now.

     The birds are fussing around in the bottle bush trees. And most of the pyracantha berries have been eaten. The front patio is covered with leaves. Military airplanes fly low overhead. Commercial planes also but it is the military planes that are the concern.  Several deer continue to hang out in our neighborhood.

     We need some fresh new TV series to watch together.  I like detective stories, particularly British. My roommate wants something different. I am waiting for new shows to arrive. Maybe it is time to watch some good movies or some science fiction non violent shows if they exist. I am tired of the news or not news, predicting the election. We are all holding our breaths as we wait for the Tuesday’s election.

 

Friday, October 30, 2026 

     Dark and cold this morning. Heater on to warm up my bedroom.   I suspect by afternoon the house will be warmed by the sun, but now it is cold.

     Sitting on a bench with a friend at the park and watch a group of small children dressed in costumes having a Halloween party.  The women cluster together decorating a table and the costumed kids are creating their own challenges in the sand box, and on the slides and bars.  Most days I don’t see little kids. This is such a treat.

     The federal ICE thugs are hanging out by the jail in Salinas. So scary. I follow the action of the protestors on Facebook reports.

      I am reading such an interesting book DANGEROUS, DIRTY, VIOLENT AND YOUNG, A Fugitive Family in the Revolutionary Underground by Zayd Ayers Dohrn.  He writes about his parents who were protestors and fugitives during the 1960’s and 1970’s. His parents are my age and I am remembering how difficult the civil rights wars and the Vietnam wars were. The election is getting closer.

 

Thursday, October 29, 2026

     At noon I am on the deck trying to get warm in the sunlight. four hawks are circling the neighborhood.  Oh no, not four, just two hawks are visible when I put on my distant glasses. My vision changes dramatically when my glasses are off.

     Wednesday, I stay in my nightgown the whole day.  I call it my day off, no planned activities just finishing up house chores, dishes, laundry, throwing out papers, organizing my pill containers.

     A friend drops by with her little dog and we talk.  I am not embarrassed wearing my nightgown in the late afternoon. I show her the latest episode of Jon Stewart on the Daily Show. He is so good at seeing the humor in Trump’s behavior and speech. Humor weakens Trump’s hold on our citizens. I am laughing. She is near tears at the cruel, crazy words and behaviors of the president.

     My roommate is out for the evening.  I watch more episodes of MAJOR CRIMES. And I finish reading REGIME CHANGE. Life is good.