Friday, August 28, 2020

Driving on Hawthorne street I see two blooming mimosa trees on a side street.

The plane with my daughter couldn’t land at the Monterey Airport Thursday night. Too much fog and smoke. They were diverted to San Jose and she arrived by car much later.

Roxane and I are both sad to not see our Plein Air writing class listed in the OLLI catalogue for the first time in ten years. Maybe next year.

The latest by monthly Poets and Writers magazine arrived this week. I am saving it to read when I am feeling discouraged.