Wednesday, June 3, 2026

     The Larken House garden is charming and is a state park.  In the morning, we sit on two benches facing each other and talk. No more twisting on an uncomfortable bench to continue the conversation. We stay two hours. The garden is quiet, protected by high stone walls. Walking through the narrow exit gate the loud traffic noises surprise me.

     We don’t stay up to watch the California returns. This morning, I check the news for any updates. Hard to tell what it all means.

     A friend and her little excited dog visit in the late afternoon. We sit on the deck so the dog can explore the yard.  My roommate sits in the dirt working on her garden. The day is cooling off, actually it was never a warm day.

     We watch the last episode of AFTER THE FLOOD, and then THE WANDA SYKES LEGACY SHOW. Both satisfying shows. I am intrigued with Oliver Sacks writing in A LEG TO STAND ON. He explores what it feels like to lose the connection to parts of the body. This sense of wholeness, connectedness, comes from the brain. I am not sure how to describe this experience but I have felt it in my treatments.

 

Tuesday, June 2, 2026.

     I drive my friend to the gas station.  She lost her car gas cap while getting gas. I drive through rush hour traffic and park. She walks around the area looking for the cap.

     I sit in the car watching people and cars rushing by. Her smashed cap is found on the road. The gas station attendant gives her a cap from his pile of lost caps.

     A middle age bearded man walks up the street with a large parrot on his shoulder. The streets are filled with cars and groups of people, summer visitors. I am exhausted when I return home.

     My East Coast daughter sends me the Oliver Sacks memoir, A LEG TO STAND ON. Now it is my turn to read the book. He is such a good writer as he describes his experiences with a broken leg and being a medical patient. I am reminded of my experiences. We start watching season two of THE FOUR SEASONS show. Today is election day and tonight we will watch the results.

 

Monday, June 1, 2026

     This is a birthday month, My younger brother in early June and me in late June. I don’t much celebrate, I don’t know why. I send my brother a text message wishing him a happy birthday and I like to receive text messages back.  This year I want to celebrate by watching the new movie THE SHEEP DETECTIVES, when it starts streaming this summer.

     Times were different in the mid 20^th century when, in my early twenties, I was a single parent with three young children and a job. I was able to afford housing, food, babysitter and eventually college mostly on my social worker salary and some infrequent support from their father. Couldn’t happen in today’s economy. I didn’t realize how fragile life was then. I am grateful to Lyndon Johnson’s war on poverty that made it all possible.

     The salad plot is ready to be harvested. These greens grow so fast.  I am not sure I can eat them fast enough.

     In the evening, we watch more episodes of HACKS. We have the last two episodes to go. My roommate prefers hearing the bad political news on her tiny cell phone in small bites. I prefer the big TV screen.