Thursday, September 12, 2019

I spend the afternoon reading more pages of ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE.  The book enchants me.  I read in the author’s blurb that he wrote another book I read years ago and really liked. FOUR SEASONS IN ROME, a memoir.

The scrapping sounds of the street cleaner vehicle arrive at 5:38am on Thursday mornings.

Sea lions barking in the dark.  Newspaper plunk on the driveway.

Tonight, I am going to watch the Democratic debates again with friends.