Monday, May 11, 2020

Daily Notes- May 11th- 8 Weeks plus two days.

                                        

Adjustments in attitude.  Not much but enough to make things seem less stable.  I will be able to return library books this week.  I don't know how they are going to facilitate this process but it will be the first of many such events.  Trial and Error.  Opening the library and then abruptly Closing as it turns out to be a mistake. Perhaps.  I am trying to be optimistic as the Library is special to me.

Not for sure.  But this is how it seems to me- internalizing the pros and cons.

My image today is the shelf in the bookcase with old toys and new toys.  This was something I enjoyed collecting and having out on display.  Old toys.  Old memories.  Old times.  Not that they were good.  Just not as horrible as the present times were.  My Life has not been a happy one.  Perhaps you realized that?

My husband has hurt his back- again.  Always the same.  And he is angry his back hurts.

I finished the book I was reading.  Pale Moon Rider.  One of my favorites.  And it would make a fantastic movie.  I always think that as I read it.  I can SEE how it would look and sound. And it is terribly sad. And it links back to the Medieval books.  The really good ones.  The two.  I think the link to Pale Moon Rider is in book two- the one I do not have in the bookcase.  I have read it, but do not own it. But the woman with the pale white blonde hair is in that book and a relative is in Pale Moon Rider. Hundreds of years later.

I will be moving on to a different author now.  A different style.

This morning, I unsewed the cloth I was hand quilting.  Took it all apart and washed the cloth. It was very stiff.  I do not think I will try quilting it again.  The fabric is too tight.  A mistake. I think I will just let it go.  As it is, unfinished...... not a usable cloth.  Just something I made, some thing I tried.

Today on Spirit Cloth.  Jude ordered groceries to be delivered (to be safe).  The delivery person- sans mask, sneezed into the grocery bag she was delivering.  I continue to try and process that image.

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