chat,movies,hats

*Hearing the chit-chat around a table at the yarn shop--the give and take and cross currents of women talking.

*Old black and white movies in an Oscar schedule.

*All the men and some of the women wear hats.

bookstore,icons,puzzle

*The staff at our usual Sunday morning bookstore hangout and read place leaves us alone in deep chairs bathed in sunshine from a window. I jot down book ideas, urls, design ideas until we feel the grumblings of our tums and saunter out to the car for the trip home through late winter fields toward mountains shrouded in haze.

*Icons--Byzantine, Greek, Russian.

*Racing with him to finish the Times Sunday crossword.

ride,pants,wind

*Spent a long time on the bicycle today. The path is cleared of snow with just enough water draining across it to swish as I pass over. The pale yellow grasses on the banks of the brook bow down in the direction of the high water flow.

*I shed my winter snow pants for this day.

*Last night on the way to bed I said "The wind tonight sounds like Jimmy Durante blowing his nose." "That sounds like something your mother would have said." It is nice to carry on a part of one's mother and still be yourself too.

listening,kite,clean teeth

*Listening to The Hermit of Eyton Woods. Books on tape require a certain part of the brain to kick in. Also, the pronunciations and Britishism are enchanting.

*Kite weather! A mild spring smell is in the air and the wind is brisk.

*A dog with clean teeth, just back from the vet.

Lessing,nap,walk

A horrible day yesterday--I was angry all day and forced to do things I really did not want to do. But today:
*I lay in bed reading Doris Lessing's autobiography of her early days in Africa.

*Napped in the afternoon.

*Woke to a light wind, sunshine, and mild temperature for a walk.

family, Selvedge, mountains

Seen through the bookstore window:
*Four members of a family walking single file like stair steps looking down at the ground with hands in pockets.

*the new Selvedge at the bookstore. The colors leap from the pages.

*Rummaging through Selvedge on the ride home and pow!when I take my eyes up the mountains with snow force me to gasp.

walk, apples, blueberries

*We walked along a pedestrian mall -- arm in arm; strides of similar lengths; left, right, left, right-- perfectly in sync until one of us goofs up and I giggle.

*The apples on the crab apple tree stay on. I thought that hungry birds would gulp them up in autumn when ripe. But no, they wait until it has alternately froze and thawed. Then (now) fat robins and flickers bob up and down on the tree munching on crab apples.

*Taking from the freezer the blueberries which I packed inside while I was sweating last summer.