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Cheesy [Jun. 19th, 2016|08:39 pm]
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The shopping is done for another week, but it was fairly exhausting doing it. For some reason there was an abundance of bozos everywhere I went today, and getting everything done took much longer than it usually does. I'm still not sure I bought everything I needed, but I did buy a couple of things I didn't need but which will be nice to have. Some of the extra money from the discount at Safeway went for some cheeses that are usually too expensive for me to even consider buying. There is, in particular, some nice Havarti, which I haven't had for ages. Cheap Havarti is nothing special, but the pricier brands can be quite tasty, and typically have a marvelous texture.

Although it was hotter today, the heat is not yet oppressive. The oppression will come late this week. Today all I needed to stay reasonably comfortable was remain the the shade and not move around too much. That's what I've spent most of the time since coming home from the stores doing. One of the feral cats was pleased to have me for company as I sat on the back porch, and rubbed against my leg several times. It wasn't until later that I noticed that my pant leg was coated with fur, as the warmer weather has started the cats shedding. I suppose I'll have to launder the stuff Portia has been lounging on, and get ready for an increasing number of hairballs.

I must finish this quickly as I want to get something to eat before the English people start murdering one another on television. Our local PBS channel begins running the third season of Endeavour tonight, and after that there is something else English in which I believe a Frenchman gets murdered. Obviously some British wish-fulfillment fantasy there, but it might be interesting.




Sunday Verse



For the Sleepwalkers


by Edward Hirsch


Tonight I want to say something wonderful
for the sleepwalkers who have so much faith
in their legs, so much faith in the invisible

arrow carved into the carpet, the worn path
that leads to the stairs instead of the window,
the gaping doorway instead of the seamless mirror.

I love the way that the sleepwalkers are willing
to step out of their bodies into the night,
to raise their arms and welcome the darkness,

palming the blank spaces, touching everything.
Always they return home safely, like blind men
who know it is morning by feeling shadows.

And always they wake up as themselves again.
That's why I want to say something astonishing
like: Our hearts are leaving our bodies.

Our hearts are thirsty black handkerchiefs
flying through the trees at night, soaking up
the darkest beams of moonlight, the music

of owls, the motion of wind-torn branches.
And now our hearts are thick black fists
flying back to the glove of our chests


We have to learn to trust our hearts like that.
We have to learn the desperate faith of sleep-
walkers who rise out of their calm beds

and walk through the skin of another life.
We have to drink the stupefying cup of darkness
and wake up to ourselves, nourished and surprised.

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[User Picture]From: daisydumont
2016-06-20 05:39 am (UTC)
Endeavour! I will be desperate to find out what's up with Thursday and Winnie et al.

That's a good poem. I like it a lot.

Your kitties should be very grateful for your excellent care of them!
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[User Picture]From: zyzyly
2016-06-20 05:52 am (UTC)
Love the Sunday verse this week. It makes getting up to pee in the middle of the night seem like a real adventure.

I was up in Auburn today, and the weather was just about right. We will be going out to the coast mid week, and am hoping to avoid most of the heat the next few days. I spoke to my sister in Anaheim this morning, and she told me it was going to be 116 there, which I think (and hope) is an exaggeration, but it will be hot, I'm sure. Summer is upon us.

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[User Picture]From: flying_blind
2016-06-21 05:01 am (UTC)

Yikes

A mere 116?

Quite balmy, by the standards of Death Valley.
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