Monday, July 20, 2026

 

Monday, July 20, 2026

     On the deck, outside in the fog with my nail clippers. Suddenly I am too warm. The sun appears and my winter clothes are uncomfortable. I quickly cut both my toe nails and finger nails, and then rush back into the cooler house.

     The green sunflowers plants are growing higher than the fence but still no flowers. The tomato plants are on the verge of flooding the neighborhood with tomatoes. And the gophers, what are they up to today.

     I am influenced by Paul Aster’s book THE NEW YORK TRILOGY which explores the misuse of words. Last night when I can’t fall asleep, I wonder if I have outlived my name.  Kathy is a young person’s name, maybe it is time to find a better name.  I go through a long list of names, none of which work. So, I will stick with the name I have. I do like the names of weather conditions, storm, fog, sunshine, wind, stars, moon, sky.

    I watch the first episode of Britbox’s detective series called GRACE. Such a chilling story of a live man trapped in a coffin. Gives me the chills. I will probably continue to watch the series but earlier in the evening. And the old crazy president has not been impeached yet.  I am hopeful, as the judges turn against his crazy criminal actions.

Sunday, July 19, 2026

 

Sunday, July 19, 2026

     I am envious of my roommate new mattress topper. She opens the extra large cardboard box and a fluffy bed topper spreads out on the living room floor. This morning, she walks by my room with a thumbs up. The topper is on her bed.  I plan to check it out today. Maybe take a nap on it.

     Actually, I am envious of people who are strong and healthy. When this green demon envy arises, I pay attention to my actual life, to not let the demon get out of control. I am alive and have a good life. I am actually satisfied with my life.

     Foggy Sunday morning. Quiet house. No dog barking this morning. A gray stillness in the air. I read a NYTimes review of Ross McElwee’s documentary films and remember his 1986 film SHERMAN’S MARCH was surprisingly great.  I’ve put it on my list of films to see again. And will check out his newer films.

     Last night we begin to watch the older series THE LAST SHIP, five seasons long. Interesting enough but not great. I also finish watching season one of I, JACK WRIGHT. a satisfying murder story. I start reading THE NEW YORK TRILOGY by Paul Auster. An intriguing book. Nothing new about our demented president. Same old lies and fears. War, corruption, murders in the streets. And our brave people are protesting and fighting back.

Saturday, July 18, 2026

 

Saturday, July 18, 2026

     In the late afternoon on the deck, I am with my traveling friend and her puppy dog. The dog is up and down the stairs and trying to help my roommate with her gopher wars. We talk and laugh.  I forget that our sounds carry into the neighbor’s yard. Last week my neighbor had friends visiting on her patio and I could hear their conversations. It is startling to realize my neighbors can hear me.

     In the morning two friends from Oregon stop by for a visit. And later another friend brings a home baked bread. I love the visits.

     It is dark and cold this morning and the hidden neighborhood dog is barking. Small birds are in the bottle bush tree.  Mourning doves are cooing. I am back in my winter clothes. Today is a rest day from yesterday’s visits.

     In the evening, we watch another episode of SUGAR. When I am alone, I watch I, JACK WRIGHT, a British murder mystery. My roommate is tired of murder stories. For laughs we watch the latest episode of THE DAILY SHOW. I finished reading a short Stephen King novel ELEVATION. Yes, he does write short novels, along with his long long novels. Our criminal president hasn’t been impeached yet but impeachment is coming and is deserved.