Temperature: 25/77 degrees
Eating: the cherries and redcurrants are large, plentiful and tasty this year.
Drinking: lemonade
Watching: my firstborn grappling with the fact that nothing has gone, or will go, to plan this year. And this, as soon as it comes out. I’ll wear a hazmat suit if I have to. Happy birthday, Tove Jansson!
Listening: When the wannabe dictators of democracies are forced to comment on or react to their failures or try to assuage fears…why is it always something dumb and dangerous?
Reading: Incessantly, sweetie darlings, and it has been wonderful, a lifesaver, really, now that we’re forced to stay put. Books have taken me around the world and across centuries.
Writing: Not so much, just so I’d have more time to read!
Thinking: about friends and family we didn’t get to see this summer, and no one knows when we will meet again. Heads on a screen…it’s not the same, is it?
Feeling: for my kids; this year has been one of disruptions and disappointments like nothing they’ve experienced before, and there’s nothing I or their father can do about it. Everyone is feeling it, but that’s of little consolation when you’re young and raring to go.
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