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A Visit From My Favorite Dove

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Us. At the diner. No retouching. Our hair looks grayer than it actually is because of the overhead lighting. Don has a lot more dark hair than this indicates.

I’m running a little late this morning because we watched the debate last night and were discussing it during our second cup of coffee and then it was suddenly past time to write a post. Good discussion, though, and thought provoking.

I forgot to tell you yesterday – I heard a mourning dove while I was drinking my coffee and I turned around and looked outside and there was Lonesome Dove, perched high up on one of the wires. I can’t tell you how happy I was to see him. Spring is coming.

Other than that, we’ve got errands to run on this gray and rainy day. And I’m having lunch with Rick. Rick has been gone from our little town this winter more than he’s been here, so we need to catch up.

Then back to the house – our tiny little haven.

Happy Wednesday.

 

 

 

Sunny Sunday

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Another sunny day! And it will reach 51, which is a treat. We’re due for at least three days of rain mid-week, but I can’t complain as this stretch of sunny weather has been fantastic.

I slept in today, which was nice, but it throws off my ‘schedule,’ to use the word loosely. So I’m writing this post rather hurriedly because we want to take a little drive today.

I read a lot yesterday, straightened up my part of the office – which needed it, and watched The Music Man  last night with my husband. It’s one of my favorite movies for many reasons. It’s done so well, I love Robert Preston, the story and score are charming and heartwarming, and it’s one of the few movies that our family saw in an actual movie theater, right after it opened. My dad loved Shirley Jones. He loved the movie. We had the soundtrack and he played “Being in Love” all the time. It’s such a good memory. Paul Ford, as the mayor, is brilliant. Anyway, it was such fun to watch it with Don.

I got an email from Netflix yesterday – Season 3 of Babylon Berlin  is coming on March 1st. If you are a fan, I thought you’d like to know. I have raved about this series since I saw it last year. It’s the best series I’ve ever seen. Obviously, that’s my personal opinion, but the acting, the script, the level of period detail, the gripping storyline – all of it taking place in the last days of the Weimar Republic in Berlin – is impeccable. I actually shouted out to Don when I read the email and made him come into the den to read it. We can’t wait.

Okay. Have to run.

Happy Sunday.

Giving Up On A Book & A Reset

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Just something I noticed on our coffee table the other day.

It’s sunny today! Cold and windy, but sunny. I’ll take it.

Well, I got to page 68 in Lock Every Door  by Riley Sager and I chucked it. It’s clunkily written, predictable, improbable, and uses a plot device right out of the pages of Rosemary’s Baby, which was a better book on every level. It’s a young person’s book, I think, and I don’t mean to disparage young people. Rather, it’s geared to the mass market, Gone Girl  kind of audience. That’s fine, but it’s not my cup of tea. As I said on IG, when I’m rolling my eyes at least once on every page, it’s time to admit defeat. Also: if I read a book and think that I could have done better (and I have no illusions about being good enough to write a novel) it’s time to move on. Anyway, it’s going back to the library today and I’ll start Hi Five  by Joe Ide, a highly skilled writer. That makes 3 out of the 4 library books ready to return, with only one to go. Two read, one started but not finished. By the way, I very much enjoyed Blue Moon  by Lee Child. Finished it in bed last night.

We watched An Inspector Calls  last night on Amazon Prime. It’s a BBC version of the play by J. B. Priestly, a play I’ve seemingly always known about but have never seen. Excellent. Don and I are still talking about it this morning.

Other than that, life is fairly routine lately. Except for this morning when I was briefly locked in the bedroom, Don spilled a container of baking soda all over the floor, and knocked over my egg cups on top of the cubby. One fell to the floor, but nothing was broken. I told him that we need a reset!

Deep breath. And let’s start over.

Happy Wednesday.

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