Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
ME: Day 8, June 26: Boiled underwear while I listened to NPR. Didn't get up till 8... the big decision had already come down from the Supremes. Now to dissect and note the tenor of the dissent. My concern? The push-back. Not as strong a decision like the ones in Canada or Mexico. There are many places that will be facing a new reality... one they don't approve of. May reach 100º tomorrow. Now? 93º at 8 pm. Forecast is 101, 103, 96, 94, 96, 98, 96 with searing sunshine. Not amused am I. I'll try to stay in the shade and sit in a/c. Market in the morning is still doable as it may only be 65º. Highs tend to be around 5 p.m. Day 9, June 27: Went to market and bought cherries, ginger pear jam. Ate biscuits and gravy. Went to the bank... needed money. Hot day. Very hot. tried to stay out of the sun. Went to Bernice's in the evening and worked on my Norwegian verbs. Strong verbs are a bit tricky... like English but I begin to see patterns. buy / bought / have bought seek / sought / have sought think / thought / have thought blæs / bles / har blåse græt / gret / har gråte læst / let / har låte Patterns. Put a fan in the window. Hope for a cool night. Day 10, June 28: Not very cool in the morning. Friend posted that it reached 101º yesterday. 80º at 11 a.m. Maybe a break come Tuesday? One can only hope. I make small but steady progress on unpacking... almost done. Cleaning... maintaining. Soaking plants... one-by-one. Mexican bridal-wreath is blooming. No internet yesterday, so I'm catching up on the news. Disturbing images from Pride Parade in Turkey... celebrations elsewhere. Russia is upset... that can be good and bad. Got up before my alarm went off. This bodes well. Day 11, June 29: Sat with Jane and her husband. Then I scooted to a corner to work on the internet. I putter with tasks: plants in the hallway (not mine) are watered. I wrote in my journal: "I'm so bored with myself. At least I'm not vegetating at home. Getting up early enough to get something done. Coming up on 7 pm - and a poetry reading = something to do." So I went. John burgess from Seattle was quite entertaining. I bought his book, "By Land". After, I went to the food store. It rained while I was inside. Not much, but real rain! Day 12, June 30: "I gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today..." First hamburger was strange, second was normal; however, I'm not amused by hamburgers for lunch. Not my thing. Paid my WDC account with my 10% discount... at least that's out-of-the-way. July = pay my post office box! Met with Spanish speakers today. Everyone was looking good but I had trouble hearing and it was worse when people were loud. Ah... glad to be sitting quietly on a bench. Same at Senior Center. Bingo on Tuesday is painful but I sat in the back away from the speakers and was pleasantly surprised. Day 13, June 31: Socretes Club, Men's Group. Back into routine. But Men's group... I want to do more than talk about the latest Hollywood movie fail. At least the Socretes Group is cpable of intelligent conversation. Even had a chance to agree with Mary Alice... I don't all the time. Went under the bridge. Met AC and DC two frilled bearded lizards. Saw a fish swimming at the surface. A beaver carrying a stick was going upstream. Sat late at night on a bench outside the bread-store. peaceful and cooling. Room was still too hot although I did put an inadequate fan on. Better than nothing? Day 14, June 32: Good lunch/dinner. Chicken was done correctly. Potatoes and gravy, vegetables? Fine. Nothing fancy but fine. Sat next to someone who was choking but she indicated she had it under control. David and I weren't sure... Visited folks but I'm really enjoying this quiet corner. Might become a bad habit. Would a Fransiscan's wardrobe fail be due to a bad habit? Don't hit me; please don't hit me. 53.265 views as of June.26.2015 |