Today is an editing day.A Twitter read and groan day. Record and watch trial day. And maybe, switch to British Interior Design contest day, being unable to hear the facts again from the Democrats or to revisit the appallingand democracy-destroying blusterfrom the Republicans.
Also, at this point Ican barely standto look at Chief Justice Roberts. Moving his pencil about. Glasses on.Glassesoff.Doingnothing of any import whatsoever.
So collecting experiences in a visual record seems more than Ican do today. I’ve been mulling over some of the big points of 2019 though: witnessing my sister’s death (March 13) and cleaning out her apartment; spending two and a half weeks in Italy, catching Easter week in a medievalcatholic town being a highlight; training as an Amherst Writers and Artists facilitator in June; a writingretreat in August in Hawley, Mass.; finishing the first draft of my novel.
This year included a couple of protests in Boston.Postcardstovotersin California and Georgia.Calls to my Rep Kennedy (NOT LA rep Kennedy) before he was on board with impeachment. A call thanking him after. And other stuff.Donations to Hickenlooper, Emily’s List, Warren and Harris, Southern Poverty Law Center, the African American Museum of History and Culture, the Slave Dwelling Project,
Continued to learn about slavery.
Built up the a new frontgarden bed and revised existing one.Planted three birches, a fat pine, an arbor vitae and a rose (of thoseplants, only the birches seem happy). Spent a long weekend in Rockport.
Gave away tons of my sister’s belongings.Scattered her ashes in September.
Signed up estate planning documents and started more activelyplanningfor K’s retirement.
Whoo – whee.That’s enough, right?
While thinking on these things, I moved some images around. Boots pic (above) is glued.Prince was made over the weekend. But the rest are from todayand unglued.
I’m tired because I didn’t sleep well last night.
Create an open treasure box of experiencesand creative devotion/whimsy rather than material objects