This week there were two memorials, one for a local man who suffered from PTSD and probably agent orange fallout from Vietnam and dementia. He was very sweet. Woody knew him better than I did. Tomorrow is the memorial for a longtime friend of ours, Jose Gouveia, a Cape Cod poet, anthologist, radio personality – formerly excellent carpenter who created our sunporch and later cab driver. Martin Espada, another long time friend, is coming to Yarmouth from Amherst. We’ll have lunch with Martin and his wife Katherine before the memorial. 16 poets are reading [!] including Martin and me, after someone from the family speaks. Woody is supposed to act as master of ceremonies and hurry things along. When we put on the additional to the house with GONE TO SOLDIERS money, I made curtains for the 10 windows in the diningroom. It has windows all along 3 sides, sticks out into the kitchen garden – forest on one side sloping down to the marsh, kitchen garden on the west side and a view of our sugar maples and huge weeping beech, and on the south side a hill with many bulbs in spring, mostly leafy perennials in summer and brilliant color from a burning bush in fall. in the winter birds crowd the feeders on both sides and entertain the cats -- and us. I made curtains 28 years ago. They are not longer appropriate with our new flooring and the repainted walls. There was a rather dreadful slate floor, cold always, oozing water when the humidity rose, grout always dirty. every spill or accident sinking into it. The blue-grey curtains matched it. But the new flooring is warm in color and so are the repainted walls. I no longer have a sewing machine or the time to sew new curtains. I found a woman who will make the simple cotton curtains I want, but so far haven’t found the right fabric. I am still taking warmer clothes and coats out of the hall closet and moving summery clothes in. Today we are having a nor’easter and the temperature that has been quite warm and sunny is going under. We may lose power and it is much colder. Woody brought out the old suitcases with our flannel sheets inside and I have to exchange them with the regular percale summer sheets. I also have to do half a laundry today as we will lose almost all of tomorrow at the memorial. What we normally do on Sunday has to get done today [shopping, laundry, changing sheets, harvesting] in additional to all the chores we normally do on Saturday. Disaster! Help! Outrage! Will you let the tea party take over the Senate? Please! Don’t erase this email! Help us. The end is near. All is lost. The worst has come! Terrible news! At once!Every day I get at least 75 of these messages from candidates. They all want money and they all scream. last election cycle I did give some money but now every Democrat running from anything from Alaska to Florida tries to hit me up for money. ==they understand all this flood of messages cancels itself out? I just erase them all now at one without bothering to read any. Went over to friends’ house for Halloween. Wonderful evening. Woody is going to a concert tonight, but I just want to stay home and read. I won’t have any time to myself till Thursday, except for my meditation time Monday evening. This is going to be a very busy week.