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Day Two Hundred Ninety-Three

December 31, 2020 at 10:05 am by Claudia

We were in the kitchen this morning and Don looked at these masks that just happened to be drying on the kitchen table:

He said, “If that doesn’t sum up 2020, I don’t know what does.”

What a year. Mostly horrendous, heartbreaking, enraging, maddening, lonely, bewildering – I could go on but you get the picture. It’s been like nothing we’ve ever been through before.

In the midst of it, however, was goodness and kindness and heroism. Front line workers risking their lives to help others. Good deeds. People reaching out to each other in new ways. People standing in long lines and risking their health in the time of COVID in order to vote. We turned out in record numbers in order to vote a monster out of office.

Too many lives lost and many of those deaths never had to happen. Willful ignorance and selfishness on display as people refused to wear masks, stay isolated, or take one moment to think about someone other than themselves.

This has been a terrible year, one I  cannot wait to say goodbye to.

I could spend paragraphs speaking to the nightmare that is the Orange Man and his administration but I’ve done that. You know how I feel.

But we’re getting through it, thank goodness.

I thank you all so much for your daily presence here. You’ve made an enormous difference in my life, especially this year. More than ever, our little community has been a source of solace and commiseration, of joy and laughter.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

May we move forward into 2021, knowing that change is coming, knowing that at some point we will all be vaccinated, that goodness will triumph. I only wish January 1st was also Inauguration Day.

Stay safe. Stay vigilant. Don’t relax your guard, my friends, as the next few months will be hard.

But do celebrate the end of this year and a better year ahead.

I may or may not post tomorrow. We’ll see.

Happy Thursday.

 

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Day Two Hundred Ninety-Two

December 30, 2020 at 8:37 am by Claudia

Today is grocery shopping day, so we’re going to go early – as always. Then we’ll hunker down at home and have our second cup of coffee. The coffee is our reward for masking up and hand sanitizing and everything involved in taking a trip to the grocery store.

A reminder of what the English Cottage, aka Dove Cottage, looked like the day I found it at the dump:

All by its lonesome, abandoned by its owners, missing shutters, windows, doors and trim.

Someone had to rescue it.

Just the other day:

I’m quite happy with the way this renovation has turned out. I have a beautiful door handle – a thumb latch – on its way to me. This particular Etsy seller, who I’ve ordered from before, only had one left in stock. So the door will have an exterior handle and when more are available, I’ll order one for the interior. I’m thinking of porch lights on either side of the door. And then I have to figure what I want to do with the ‘porch’ area. I’ve got ideas.

One of my Christmas presents from Don was this battery operated lighting fixture. I never wire my houses for electricity because I look at all that is involved and immediately say, “Nope!” I wish I was braver. I’m not. Luckily, there are battery operated lights available. All of my houses need them so I’ll add them over time because they’re not cheap. Anyway, this one is a bit taller than I had thought so I’ll hang it over the kitchen island. They are made with a too shiny brass, so I always age them a bit. I aged it the day before yesterday. I’ll hold off hanging it until I’m sure of the exact placement of the island. If you’re looking for battery operated lights, most miniature shops carry them. But the shop with the greatest variety is the Little Dollhouse Company in Toronto. That’s where Don got this fixture.

Someday, when all of this is finished, I’d love to visit that shop and revisit Tiny Doll House in NYC. I’ve been there before but it’s been a long time. A simple trip on the bus into the city seems unimaginable at the moment. And to think we used to do it all the time!

So. Grocery shopping. Disinfecting. Coffee. That’s on the docket for today.

Thanks for all your comments yesterday! Love seeing what you’re reading.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

 

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Day Two Hundred Ninety-One

December 29, 2020 at 10:00 am by Claudia

Still up! And, in spite of getting it on December 2nd, it’s still very moist with no discernible dryness. So it will stay up into the New Year. That’s the way my parents did it and it’s a tradition I gladly continue.

I finished Moonflower Murders  last night, staying up a bit later than usual in order to find out who the murderer was. Anthony Horowitz, the incredibly skilled author, has once again used the device of writing a book within a book. By the end of this novel, you will have read two books. He is so good at playing with the genre. I’m a big fan.

Next up: one of my Christmas presents, The Law of Innocence  by Michael Connelly. I’ve been reading at a slower pace lately. I’ve been distracted by other things. So last night’s big chunk of reading was extremely satisfying.

I haven’t read as many books this year as in years past. I was consumed by the election and by text banking for Biden and by lots of outdoor projects. But I did read a lot of great books, starting the year off with Jane Eyre. I was about to work on my one and only job of the year, coaching a production of Jane Eyre  at Hartford Stage. I’ll be ending it with The Law of Innocence.

My favorite book of the year was, without a doubt, Hamnet  by Maggie O’Farrell. I’ve never read anything like it. Profound, heartbreaking, glorious, and lyrical. I could come up with 20 more adjectives for it. Don read it, as well, and we spent large chunks of time talking about it. It got me in my very core.

It’s time to share what you are reading at the moment with the addition of your favorite book of the year (if you can pick one.) Feel free to share your thoughts.

Stay safe.

Happy Tuesday.

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