rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Memory and Its Discontents

The moon is big and bright again tonight, and none the less impressive for being fuzzed by a soft haze. Last night the feral cats were active all night, or at least the part of the night that I remained active myself. After that, I don't know, but they were unusually sedentary today, so I suspect they were all tuckered out from playing until dawn. Tonight I only see one of them in the yard, so the others are probably out exploring the unaccustomedly bright nocturnal world.

I'm not being very active tonight, myself. I had planned on making a big dinner with some of the stuff I bought Sunday, but it turns out I forgot an important ingredient, so I'll have to wait until after I get that ingredient while out for my appointment with the chiropractor tomorrow. It will be too late to make it by the time I get home tomorrow evening, so the big dinner is scheduled for Wednesday. I should leave myself notes so I won't forget.

Something I keep forgetting is that the local PBS stations are showing the British series The Durrells in Corfu. The series is about young Lawrence Durrell, author of The Alexandria Quartet, then only a budding author, and his mother, younger sister and two younger brothers and the life they had on Corfu, where Mrs. Durrell took the family after her husband died, leaving them short of funds.

The youngest brother, Gerald Durrell, grew up to be a well-known naturalist, and wrote a book on the same subject called My Family and Other Animals, which was turned into a ten-part BBC series some thirty years ago. The same PBS station I'm watching the new series on ran the earlier series as part of their late-night educational TV block (so teachers could tape it) and I used to watch it when I first moved here. As much as I'm enjoying the new series (when I remember to watch) I keep recalling the engaging charm of the earlier one, which focused mostly on Gerald and his childhood (and lifelong, as it turned out) love of animals. I'd like to see it again.

It's taking forever for the computer to do anything tonight, and I'd much rather be out watching the moon than sitting here waiting for words that I've typed to show up on the monitor two minutes later. I'm just going to post this entry as is, and then go eat my beans and go watch the moon.

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