Tuesday, June 11, 2019

My friend Bill came by this morning when it was 90 degrees to put coolant into my car. My air conditioner hasn’t worked for months. 

My friend Noreen brought me a large box fan. Yes.

I sit alone in my hot house during the slow afternoon.  No one I know has an air conditioner.  I wait out the few hot days for the fog to pour in.  Outside it is overcast but no cooling fog.  Sounds of crows calling, oak moths clustering around the trees and roaring of heavy traffic during this golf time. I am still waiting for the fog.

Difficult to find something I can read with some attention.