It is beautiful today, clear, crisp, red and yellow leaves. Clark and I swam this morning toward a rippling shining path made by the sun on the water. I have acclimated to the cold with my wetsuit. I wonder how much longer I will swim this year. Clark told me he swam until 12/21 last year. Brrrrrrrr!
I have also figured out how to don my wetsuit without help. It is a sight, I'm sure. It would help if I were double-jointed.
Dear people. I danced in a room with others for the first time in forever last Wednesday. It was heavenly and boyoboy was I creaky and sore. I hadn't realized how much stretching is, um, vital to the body. Our teacher gave each of us a bag of epsom salts at the end of class. Most appropriate.
My tenant is indeed moving out. I want to enlarge a window down in the apartment and my contractor/friend Jim says that windows are back ordered 3-4 months, like everything. And apparently the price of wood is astronomical. Well, we've burned up millions of trees. Nervous about no rent money for several months. And $$ for the window install, including concrete cutting. That aughta be fun, not to mention the mess.
We're hit the grim milestone of 700,000 dead of covid in the US. Amazing for a virus that was "just gonna disappear, like magic."
In other news, please watch "High on the Hog" on Netflix. It's wonderful.
I've taken to carrying my laptop around with me, like a baby. As choices have gotten skimpier and skimpier, I still need to have voices. I mean, really. How many times can I watch Outlander?
I've started a quilt for Eden. She does not want a 'traditional' quilt. Sheesh. I gave her a Jacob's Ladder when she left home. Blue and White. So this time I'm making something up. At the moment I don't like it at all. We'll see how it goes. Quilting is very much like painting, many colors and shapes and fretting and walking around etc. And they take a while. I have no use for machine quilting. I'm down with doing it the old fashioned way. Besides, sitting under a quilt all winter sewing little stitches is one way to stay warm.
Today there's a rally for reproductive rights downtown. I have a new baby to visit, ironically. Feels like all the progress we've made is being undone.
Time for me to get into horrid traffic to see the new family. In the midst of all the troubles, new babies are so delicious.
2 comments:
You are busy! I admire your swimming so much. Perhaps I admire your ability to get into your wet suit by yourself even more!
I'm sure that you will find another tenant easily but you're right- that's a little scary.
You know, I've never had a bucket list but if I did- I think that making a crazy quilt would be on it. The old, old ones I've seen are so beautiful- jewel colors of velvets and satin, all that embroidery. It would cost a fortune to make one though, if you didn't have access to velvet to reuse.
I haven't held a baby in way too long. Levon will be four next month. How can this possibly be?
I know! Babies grow up. I went to a birth last night and this little guy was kinda an ugly old man but his parents are gorgeous so he has a good chance of shaping up. And who cares what he looks like anyway. He's probably nursing away on his momma's nipple right now and that's a beautiful thing.
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