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Another Busy August DayYesterday we picked our first two plump red tomatoes of the season. They are still on a kitchen windowsill to finish ripening, but we are salivating at the prospect of tasting them. We seem to have a lot of tomatoes. We harvested very little of the other vegetables Al planted. A couple of turnips, a few beets, and enough carrots… click here to continue August, 09th, 2005 Old, Tired Muscles ComplainA poem I may or may not remember correctly from childhood goes something like this: You are old, Father William, the young man said, There are times… click here to continue August, 08th, 2005 Fun SundayWe spent a really fun afternoon and evening in Scappoose with my cousin Al and his wife, Sandy. We played cards, talked and laughed, then took a dinner break at Ichabod’s, a local restaurant with a quiet and pleasant ambience and good food. We went back to their house, saw their new gazebo and were gifted with a few… click here to continue August, 07th, 2005 Around and AboutToday I went to Troutdale to help my daughter with some packing for a move on Tuesday. We took some boxes to the condo they will be moving into. It was my first opportunity to see it. We had a swim in the indoor pool after we unloaded the cars. I left her lining cupboards to unpack dishes. Monday Al… click here to continue August, 06th, 2005 Searching for Good Short ReadsI’m puzzled by a story I just read in the New Yorker. It has a Spanish title, so it may be a translation, which would partially explain the lack of quotation marks on direct quotes, as well as the repetitive use of the tag, “said.” Although the story is quite short, it dragged when I read it, possibly because of… click here to continue August, 05th, 2005 Almost Time to Freak OutMy California childhood, when I could lie in the sun at 110 degrees has long since left. If we didn’t have air conditioning, I probably would have collapsed by noon today. I can’t actually think of much that I did today that was constructive and I’m exhausted. We ran some errands and, literally, went on a wild… click here to continue August, 04th, 2005 Ms. Clean GeneLet’s hear it for my lonely little gene that causes me, much too infrequently, to get organized. It has been nagging at me for weeks. “Would you want anyone to see your messy office, if they have to come in for any reason while you’re on a trip? Let’s get with it girl and put (or throw) that stuff away.”… click here to continue August, 03rd, 2005 |