Sunday, November 29, 2020
Still in recovery
Just enjoyed the next of the Thanksgiving leftovers: toasted a slice of sourdough, lightly buttered it and sprinkled poultry seasoning on it, then added heated meat and gravy over the top, and a spoonful of cranberry sauce. The next step is stew. The day outside is brilliant and cold. The mountain is bright white on top. The breezes are rattling the remaining leaves on the trees. I want coffee but I won't be having any. Last night was one of those nights of almost-sleeping, waking, drowsing, not...
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Friday, November 27, 2020
The Day After
Well, I'm not even going to talk about my blood sugar numbers yesterday and this morning! Keeping to a low-carb breakfast of turkey and gravy, not even a little tempted this morning by leftover cheesecake or stuffing, and enjoying the view of Pike's Peak outside my front window. The mountain is white on top, snow and rock above the dark tree-line. The air is so clear I can imagine I can see the new visitor center at the very top. From the old one I could actually see--with my long zoom...
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Thursday, November 26, 2020
Having a good Thursday
Wishing all my US friends a very good Thanksgiving! And to everyone else, a very fine day!
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Wednesday, November 25, 2020
a surprisingly good day
I've had a good day. Sometimes I feel like a hermit moving ever deeper into the back of my cave. It becomes more and more challenging to actually want to do much. Traditional holidays with all their celebratory exercises seem like just too much trouble for too little meaning. But that's inertia... the tendancy of an object at rest to remain at rest. Well, that's half of inertia. It is also the tendancy of an object in motion to remain in motion. So it comes down to getting up and going to do...
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Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Saying "Thank You"
And here comes the snow... not accumulating yet, but Weather Underground says to expect 1-3 inches. There is enough in the air now that the mountains and... well, the rest of town, is all obscured. Various little birds are flashing by the window now and then, making their grocery run between the big blue spruce in the front yard and the feeder hanging on my deck. The Day of Thanks approaches. In this annus horribilus it may seem there is not much to be thankful for, but here I sit in the warm,...
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Thursday, November 19, 2020
At the end of the day...
I spend too much time in the comfy chair, lap-top tapping, and/or binge-watching whatever grabs my attention, and getting very little else done. Being free to do just exactly what I feel like, it hearkens back to the days of childhood when my time was never my own, when tv was a forbidden pleasure, snacking was verboten, and resentment ran high. So, that part of me that still feels that tends to dominate my feelings. It was a recent realization that the deep, soft comfy chair is a surrogate for...
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Wednesday, November 18, 2020
Garden cleanup and future-pacing
A grey day, high clouds obscuring blue sky and bright sunbeams... Which meant this morning I could putter about the kitchen without being blinded by too-bright sunlight coming through the window, as happens on a clear morning. The temperature is due to be in the low 70s this afternoon--perfect! The garden got cleaned up yesterday, Charlie doing all the heavy lifting. I cleared the back porch and put away the tomato cages, stacked the pots after emptying some of them. Some I left with soil and...
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Tuesday, November 17, 2020
Weird Hair Day
Sitting here, watching the early morning glow on Pike's Peak... It is cold outside, just above freezing, and a cloudless sky. After the recent high winds, the big maple tree is nearly bare, and across the street only one treetop catches the light in its orange-brown leaves. Sunday the word came back that the covid test of my grandson's coworker came back negative, but Charlie had, the day before, ordered groceries for pick-up 'curbside' at the grocery store. So we drove up to pick them up, and...
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Sunday, November 15, 2020
"Pwaroh for Mr Poyrot..."
I'm currently watching a lot of old episodes of the British Poirot mysteries. Written by Agatha Christie, they are set in the 1930s mostly, against the backdrop of looming war which Christie was yet to live through. The productions are rich with art deco and 30s fashions. Also, with the un- and semi-conscious racisms and classisms of those times. Some, perhaps, reflect Christie's view of the world. With this production which ran from 1989 to 2013, there are the reflections of consciousness of...
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Saturday, November 14, 2020
The blowhard season is not over after all...
West winds 30 to 40 mph with gusts up to 65 mph expected in the lower elevations. West winds 40 to 50 mph with gusts in excess of 75 mph expected in the higher terrain. The leaves on the big maple are rattling and many are still hanging on. It's the same through the neighborhood, with leafy trees, while at least on evergreen down the street is all decked out with Christmas lights. The wind penetrates into the house around the place where the portable a/c vents. I'd opened the heavy curtains on...
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