Thinking Clearly, Writing More

Above, Patti Page, who released "Old Cape Cod" in 1957. I miss album covers, BTW. What Spotify delivers in convenience we lose in album cover art and liner notes.

It feels good to write.

My head is not clouded with sugar and white bread.

I'm enjoying the writing curve.

Good night.

TCOY

1. Talked to Figgy over breakfast--about Supreme Court justices, especially Ruth Bader Ginsburg; abortion rights; bias against women nominated for seats on the Court; Catholicism. (I'm a believer in that faith; she is not). Oh, and we also spoke about her new apartment! She is moving in with her friend October 15. Fig plans to start graduate school in fall 2021, but until then, can bike or take local bus to her two jobs in town, one at Montclair State University biology lab and one at Montclair Stationery. Proud of and happy for her.
2. Dawdled in my garden a bit, fussing over the moonflowers and portulaca, like a new mother fixing a baby's bright head bow just so.
3. Ate good foods today: fresh raspberries, small piece steak, small portion fluffy homemade mashed potatoes (Punch had a bowlful), roasted cauliflower, Punch's signature baked chicken.
4. Wrote about Cape Cod. Listened to Patti Page sing "Old Cape Cod"--beautiful.
5. Plan to take bath with lavender salts after doing the dishes.