Wednesday, March 25, 2026 

        I did it Tuesday morning. Yep I drive to the library, park close to the front door.  Drag in the heavy bag with 4 books to return, conquer the curb with my cane and a pole sticking up from the sidewalk. Inside I use the library’s walker, picking up the California tax forms and the twelve books waiting for me.

     At the check out desk, I shuffle through the pile to find six books to keep. I use the walker to take the new books back to the car. And then I return the walker. I am so tired I can hardly move. My roommate says she will bring in the bag of new books into the house. I miss my wonderful recovering personal librarian.

     We begin to hear the sounds of a cooing in the morning. At first, I think it is the owl but no according to the phone app, it is a mourning dove. We hear the owl at night. At 10pm I comforted with the bugle blowing from the army presidio marking the end of the day.

      The music on TEHRAN is thrilling, starling.  We brace ourselves for the opening sounds. We finished the first season and then watch another episode of THE CLOSER.  There are seven endless seasons of THE CLOSER. I am committed to seeing every episode. I continue to read ANTIDOTE, a long complicated imaginative book.