Field Notes- Thursday. July 21st- Another Day in the 80's but with Clouds.

 Someday.

Before I stop cooking altogether.  I'm pretty close.  To not cooking.  At all.  Toast.  Is not cooking.

The big trucks are back next door- insulation or seal coating.  There was mold mediation at closing. So I am guessing there are problems.  The big rig was in front of my house and I was reading the words on the truck- so the driver waved at me.  Like a Prom Queen.  On a parade float.

I got a mosquito bite as I watched.  On my ankle.

At least I was in clothes.  Some neighbors aren't when they drift out of their houses to get the paper.

The grass is damp from overnight moisture.  I needed to fill the birdbath as a good number of birds are bathing......a few catbirds are hogging the bath and the Goldfinches aren't happy. I emptied a few gallon bottles of water into the Annual containers and the bird bath...brought the empties in to fill in the kitchen sink.

Daughter came over to drop off the book she got me at Goodwill yesterday late afternoon.  And I gave her a bowl of ice cold cherries to eat and two nice plums.  She'd had a bad day- hauling and spreading bark chip mulch. I wanted her to drink something but she refused. She probably was drinking water all day.

We worked on the big 1000 piece puzzle husband has out on the table.  Finished the edges. Daughter worked on a bird she found interesting.  We talked.  She was exhausted.

It's very hot here in Maine.  Clouds today so that might cool us off a bit.  We are still better off than the rest of the World so I shouldn't complain at all..........it sometimes is a good thing to live where I do..

The owner of the Bookstore- asked me if I had a photocopy in my hand when I went to pick up my books. I did.  I try not to disappoint.  And he laughed out loud at the title- Agnes and the Hitman. We'll see if they have trade paper.....my bookcase is almost full...so I am looking for somewhere to put my husband's books.  So I can free up space....for my  "future new" books.  He does have a bookcase in his office (which- I am laughing) is NOW my downstairs sewing room- with piles of cloth all over the floor.  The closet is too small.  And the Sun shines on the bookcase so the fabric would fade........so I shut the door and walk away.  I KNOW I could hang a cloth over the front of the bookcase.......will I?????

When did I stop being neat and tidy???????