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the beach, the beach

To bring you up to date on recent stories: first, the tiny spider in my window has remained motionless for days. Nothing has entered his web, and in any case, he and the web are so small and delicate, his dinner would have to be something in the order of fruitflies, which ordinarily do not hang around my bedroom. I have contemplated trying to catch one in the kitchen and sticking it in the web, but I don’t think spiders, even very small ones, approve of that sort of thing.

In fact, he’s so still, I wonder if he’s even alive. But in any case, I am still careful opening my blinds in the morning.

Auntie Do is now out of hospital and in a recovery place; she’s not happy there and misses the hospital. She is hoping to regain enough strength to move home in a week or two, and then we will begin the struggle about the next move – to the Unitarian retirement home which will soon have a place for her. That is, whether she will consider it or not.

And – being 68 is great! My energy was tested yesterday and passed. I worked in the morning (had sent the manuscript of the rewrite off to the young editor and then busily rewrote page after page, so have sent her a rewrite of the rewrite), did a muscleworks class at the Y, and spent the afternoon sorting in the basement with the help of Nicole. I am inspired by the CBC documentary about the lunatic hoarder and am truly attempting to make inroads on the junk here, tossing and tossing. But of course, we come back to family photos and memorabilia, CD’s and books – impossible. Paralyzed.

After hours of that I was exhausted, settled into my chair with a good computer when at 5.20 the phone rang – Jean-Marc and Richard were biking to the island to swim and have a picnic, did I want to come and if so could I be ready in 5 minutes? I did and I was. It was heaven, cycling down to the ferry and around the island, landing on the beach, swimming in the cool water, dining together, with wine, on delicious salads and dessert. The beach was crowded and noisy, and of course, since it’s clothing optional, there were many penises and a few breasts of various sizes, shapes, and colours parading back and forth. A truly unique place.

JM and Richard are celebrating their 22nd anniversary today. All my love to them – the best neighbours ever.

Will this woman ever learn not to grimace at the camera?

Today, Saturday of the long weekend, the city sounds dead. Heaven. I have cleaned some kitchen cupboards (because mice – don’t know what to do, hate traps) and soon will head off to see “Eighth Grade” with Ken.  Later, must deal with vegetables – many cucumbers, much kale, tons of basil.

Bill Maher was back last night after a month away. It was riveting and appalling, his guests laying out in horrifying detail just how much trouble the US is in, just how hideous is the Axis of Evil as defined by Maher – Trump, Charles Koch, Rupert Murdoch. Guest Nancy McLean has written a book laying out exactly what Koch is working toward – rescinding various articles of the Constitution to make life much easier and freer for far right billionaires. Apparently, he’s nearly there.

Not to mention our planet burning up on all sides, and the ostriches with their heads buried deep.

Hard to reconcile this beautiful hot day with the evil lurking out there. I will put it aside for now. Read in the NYT that we all deserve a holiday from the news. Maybe I should start today.

But how?



2 Responses to “the beach, the beach”

  1. Unknown says:

    Dear Beth, first i have to say how much i relish reading you. Regarding this entry, the manipulation perpetrated by the Koch brothers over the last several years has been successful enough to lead to this, but it will prove to be successful only for them, not for anyone else, save maybe for their rich colleagues. Time will tell if the pendulum will swing back and smash their puny attitude against the resolve of the people. Much as they would like to think, they are not better or smarter than the rest of the people. They are just other people. They just happen to be Greedy for power and for money, unlike most of the rest of us. We may also be greedy, but only for a basic happiness.

  2. beth says:

    Bernard, so glad you are out there reading! Re the Kochs – I don't use the word 'evil' easily or often, but it's a word that applies to them: "profoundly immoral." Hideous human beings, but then, so many are blatantly on display these days. Be ye kind to one another.

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