End of Days

       Not really. It's just coming to the end of July. Halfway through my summer life, and I'm reading Mary McCarthy's 'The group'. I was certain I would not like this book, as the characters have nothing to do with me beyond my colouring. Eight privileged women and their lives through the 30s. I had a major beef with one of the characters in particular. She married someone I would call a hipster these days - a massive pain in the rear end at any rate.

      However, as I continued to read, I started to change my mind. This book has become hard to put down. It's what I am currently focusing on. No heat warnings for the moment, but rain continues to be very badly needed. The farmers are considering culling their herds of cows because they don't have enough feed. Anyway, I just wanted to give you happy few a heads up. I am still very much alive and I wish you all the best. Remember to get vaccinated, wear yer masks (if you are still mandated), and keep that healthy distance. We can get through this.

 

BYE.

A lovely visit

       Met with my memère for the first time since Boxing Day last year. Thanks to the miracle of vaccination, I was able to hug her and have some lunch under her roof. She's 94 and looking forward to her 4th great-grandchild. She was as thrilled to see me as I was to see her. Then I texted my mom when I got home. She's at the lake right now. A lovely Tuesday afternoon. How are you all doing? Gotten yer vaccine yet? Please do it - such a liberating feeling.

       I am reading a Chris Ryan novel and pondering the dark underbelly of international politics. I've come to the conclusion that world peace may never be truly realized as there can never be a universal interpretation of the concept. Call me a pessimist but your idea of world peace is never going to be the spitting image of mine. There will always be subtle differences.

       A short entry, but I have very little else to say right now.

BYE.