I finished My Antonia, definitely an american classic and it reminded of of love for lydia except tony had no neurosis and stoof for the archetypal earth woman of the plains. I preferred Lena's existance, but then I wanted to have been a milliner. and she was blonde.
I also have sleyed the reed for the next project- brown tweeds 8 epi . I am going to focus on getting nice selvages this time.
so tomorrow I can start the CEU's and I will be perfectly on track by midweek at which point I shall collapse in a fit of over abundant planning and need some time to just wing it. winging it- alone- is restorative time. no lists no appts ( shit I have two next week) but still fewer must do items than this current rush. Procrastination is delicious until the deadline hits. ack !!
and if you care the japanese maples in my yard are intensely red- the same color we intend - and have intended for a year- to pain the dining room. It would be nice to get that done before thanksgiving, don't you think?
and to Norman Mailer- he could be a real pain in the ass but his journalism was awesome.
"Every moment of one's existence one is growing into more or retreating into less. One is always living a little more or dying a little bit. " Good bye Norman.
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