Field Notes- Monday August 29th. Heating and Drying and Death.

 I tried this once.  In college.  I didn't have colors.  So that was  55 or 57 years ago. I think I used this image before and said the same things.  I'm on repeat.  My memory is also going.

The Garden is pushing ahead into September.  I still have lots of green tomatoes.  The cucumbers are coming in...... the squash is finished.  The grapes have either been eaten, fallen into a death spiral or just gave up.  There will be no jelly.  No grape water to color cloth blue. Just leaves.  Whatever killed them in years past- came again......

My husband forgets...in minutes.  Or immediately. He shows me post it notes I write to him and asks me what they mean.  He reads them but then can't.......process.  I don't know what happens but other times he is normal..  Today- I can't talk him out of watering the garden.  So........he's going out to water the garden for a few hours and will weed etc. It calms him to have work.  Work is all he has ever cared about.

George took Peaches.  I told him he either picked them (yesterday) or the deer would......

I watched PBS last night.  Boleyn and Henry last night.  I tried Guilt after but ....gave up.  Wolf Hall is on the shelf in the bookcase.  And the next book as well. Bringing up the Bodies.  They were a dollar each at the Library Booksale years and years ago.  When I organized that. Now the Library has a Used Book Shop.  When I asked about authors- "we don't carry things like that" was the answer.  A Used Library  Book Shop carries everything.  There is no "things like that" with a sneer. Welcome to My World. Where my choices deserve a curved lip and a sneer.

I wish PBS would repeat Wolf Hall.  I think PRIME may have purchased the rights from PBS, for everything.  I could subscribe to Prime.  If I knew how.  I don't really know how to navigate...the Future passed me by .... I stopped learning at some point.  I gave up.

I wrote checks for our bills.  Three.  House phone.  Cell Phones. One credit card- husband paid for his new glasses.  My credit card bill hasn't shown up yet.

Book Lovers.  She went on a date with the tall blond with the horse.  She and the Book Editor almost had sex on a table in a Library Reading Room.  Just like I remembered.  I need to go thru my book journal and find the entry- solve this publishing puzzle.  The inside info is 2022.  I only have to search this year.