Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Lunch Yesterday at Rosine’s was good.  Talked to a friend, sat outside, ate soup.  Like the before times.  The now times are difficult.  The end times are hanging over us.

Started reading KNOW MY NAME by Channel Miller.  Several people have recommended this young woman’s new memoir . I forget how hard it is for women in our culture when they have been assaulted.

Piles of stuff are on the dinning room table waiting for me to decide where each thing should go. 

A flock of various small birds land on the bottle bush trees. Limbs bouncing and birds hopping from place to place.  We are all still alive.