when writers zoom

Grrrrrr. It took me 19 minutes to get on yesterday afternoon, so today I have to fix my zoom because I can't bitch about these l-o-n-g sessions if I am part of the problem. But still nice to see old friends and read their words, hear the comments.  

we mourn the Notorious RBG

So much sorrow as we learn that Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg died last night. A small woman, a brilliant giant who fought for women's rights. A horrible loss in this bad year 2020. 

hermit emerges!

Dodger Doug (aka The Great Plotnik) is fixing the BEST grilled cheese sandwiches since Husbando had the audacity to leave this earth. I walked to/fro and then had to rush a bit to make the 4pm dinner deadline at Pat's Grove. Nice to be with nice people and be able to breathe again. Gratitude even though a certain Annabelle Snugglebutt exhibited haughty disdain when I finally returned home. 

now we're talking (and walking)

The air finally cleared yesterday ~ check out that bright blue sky. I walked about 10,000 steps to ooooh and ahhhhh at the world and then stopped for a latte before heading home. How could I have ever taken this simple pleasure for granted? Never again and feel free to remind me of that.

 

dinner for one, please, Caviar

Actually, Caviar has become Door Dash somehow. But still, the best of the delivery services in my most humble. Last night I had pot stickers and garlic noodles from World of Noodles. Another thing I have discovered is to order from nearby restaurants so the food arrives hot enough to eat. The other secret is to overtip, but you already guessed that. This was delicious, but guess what? It's still not really fun to eat alone, although Caviar/Door Dash every few weeks helps with the food boredom thing.

 

now this is very good news

 The deYoung reopens next week and I already reserved to see Frida on Thursday, the 24th. They will take precautions, of course, and I am so ready to see some art. The Legion will reopen in October. A-OK.

what WOULD i do without the Flix®?

I'm still in South Korea with Stranger, but that will soon be over, so I decided to jump over to Denmark and check out Borgen. A woman unexpectedly becomes the Prime Minister. She is a delight. Borgen is extra special, in my most humble opinion. 

my Sunday with poetry

 I sit beside the poetry shelf here in the back room. I set this up after Bill died and these are my current friends during the pandemic. Today: Kim Addonizio, Mary Oliver, Billy Collins and good old e.e. cummings. I have so many favorite poems and they soothe my restless mind. And then, modern poetry, a text from 888-777 ALERT SF. Air Quality-Unhealthy. Avoid outdoor exertion. 

Maybe I'll try T.S. Elliot ~ The Waste Land and Other Poems which is filled with my childish notes from some other life. "He is living in a dream world, desire to and realization that he is unable to find peace in the real world (the waste land). A world without faith."  Oh, please, Ms. Williams. You knew nothing.

And the irony. A friend suggests I check out the Datebook in today's Chron. An article on the poet Robinson Jeffers because we can now tour his Tor House and Hawk Tower on the Carmel coast. If only.

our beloved Ashland

Here is a photo of Carpenter Hall ~ usually the box office in Ashland. Of course I will send $$$ to help during these horrendous fires. My theater friend Bob reports that Phoenix and Talent, two nearby towns, have been practically destroyed. So, so scary. 

so far, so good

 Libby at the Library provided me with Girl, Woman, Other and yes, I am liking it so far on my   LindaKindle4. It was recommended by both Great Plotniks. 

and it just got worse...

The sky just got darker and oranger as the day progressed. A friend awoke in a panic at 10am and couldn't figure out what was happening. Driving gave me the opportunity to look into homes and offices because the lights had to be on to see when we were all inside. No walkers. Today is grey, but better. 

the fires, the fires

Here is the sky this morning. Orange. Dirty. The wildfires have now spread
to Oregon and Washington. Who can deny Climate Crisis? Scary.

if only...

I wish I could describe what a great relief it was to my body and soul
yesterday down in Pumpkinville. Cool ocean air on our walk, a lovely
lunch prepared by Mr. Blogmaid and then an easy (honest) ride home.
And this morning it is back down to around 65º here and I finally had
a good night's rest. Thank you, dear friends, for saving my life again.

outdoors/indoors

Neti and I planned to sit on her back deck yesterday, but it was just too
hot, so we social distanced and had coffee in her living room. All the
gorgeous artwork is by Neti, but you already guessed that.

another heat wave?

Yes. But this is typical for September here. A few hot days and nights.
Not too bad in SF, but still difficult because we are spoiled with natural
air conditioning and that is non-existent now. Dig out that one summer
outfit ~ tank top and shorts.

cool grey city of covid-19

It's been some weeks since Ginger and I went to Crissy Field where the
air felt so good yesterday on our morning walk. Foggy first, then sun
on that famous bridge. Not too many people and never enough dogs.
This Labor Day weekend is supposed to be hot, but not too for those
of us who live so near the coast.

lunch and dinner rescues

Thanks to Doug and Barb for lunch, Pat and Neti for dinner. I was back
to salads and mostly healthy food yesterday and more of the same today.
My, those blueberries look yummy this morning...

breakfast

Because some days I just get tired of fruit, yoga, granola, vitamin pills
and goodwill to all as I do my yoga. With coffee, of course. It works.

why we have insomnia

Kenosha, Wisconsin

letter from my doc

I am more than pleased to be with Kaiser and my doctor is terrific. In
her letter yesterday she sent tips for staying healthy in body and mind.
Kaiser members now get Calm and MyStrength apps for free. Ommmmm.