Until yesterday, the week was pleasant and enabled us to work outdoors without going out by 7:30 AM and in by 9:30 at the latest. We continued to harvest beans – now up to 26 lbs. frozen. We put up 10 more pints of Italian tomato sauce.
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It began as a hard week for garden work, although we were able to harvest enough ripe tomatoes to can 8 pints of Italian tomato sauce and 9 pints of tomatoes. That’s hardly any for the rest of the year, so we’re hoping to can more today or Sunday. The pole beans – green, wax and purple – have been coming in plentifully.
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We got little out of Isiais until Tuesday night when for 20 minutes exactly the skies opened and a hard and much needed blessed rain fell. It was short but dropped about ½ inch here. It cleaned the air so I’m not having an allergic reaction to the pollution that hangs on in summer. Now we’re back to sun every day…
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I had to cancel my juried intensive poetry workshop that I hold every year in Wellfleet in mid-June. First I postponed it for the first time in ten years because of Covid19. Everybody except two of the poets agreed to meet in October. I added one of the alternates but the other couldn’t do October. Eleven was fine with me.
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We had our first meal from our pole beans on Sunday and Woody said, the beans will be coming in slowly and now and then. But by midweek, he came in from the lower garden with six pounds of beans. I froze five pounds and we ate one pound for supper. They will probably slow down now for a little while
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I had a very successful ZOOM reading with Reconstructionist synagogue Or Hadash [new light] last Saturday evening. They filled the hundred participants and then set up a way to stream for the overflow. It felt very good to have a reading after so long holed up. I was worried about ZOOM as it’s sometimes very clunky, but the evening went smoothly…
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In addition to the rain last weekend, we had a middle of the night decent amount of rain this week and last night. The gardens have perked up. We’re getting plenty of zucchini and the patty pans have finally started making. This week, we actually were able to make zucchini relish…
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Saturday evening as we were eating with Dale and Stephen on the sun porch –ten feet apart—the rain came down. It had not rained for five weeks and we could not get enough water to the vegetables and ornamentals to keep some of them alive. We’re dependent on well water and…
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This week I had a telephone medical appointment with my Wellfleet doctor. She wants me to go into the health facility for some blood tests but said I could wait a while. I have a presumably in person appointment in the early winter…
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Schwartzie is our youngest cat, a very long haired black sweetiepie pacifist we got from the Northeast Animal shelter. I was in the bathroom when I noticed him sitting long in the litter box straining but nothing coming out. I was very scared…
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I’ve done live readings, recordings, telecasts with Bill Moyers and always enjoyed it, so when he asked me to read a poem he selected for his podcast, I agreed. But Woody and I had never done a video on his phone before. It only took us 11 tries to finally get one out. It was hard because the poem…
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Like most everybody I know, it has been months since my hair was trimmed and it got very straggly. I tried to cut my bangs and the result was uneven and way too short because I kept trying to get it straight. I went masked of course, spent a long time waiting in the parking lot, but at least, my hair should no longer arouse snickers or pity. Woody also got his hair cut.
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Since the weather turned warmer, I have been able to see two of my friends, Gigi and Indira –one at a time, of course. We sit on the screened in porch or outside ten feet apart and can talk for a couple of hours. It’s always breezy this time of year, usually a wind off the ocean. I feel both Gigi and Indira have been holed up and behaving with extreme caution so I feel safe with them. It helps a lot.
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It has been a week and a half since Xena died in Woody’s arms. Mingus, who was her most loved elderly kitten, howls a lot and keeps looking for her. He is clearly depressed, doesn’t want to cuddle or play. Schwartzie is a bit subdued. Willow has come into her own and has gone from timid to bold, adventurous and all over the place.
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My beloved cat Xena died this week. She was euthanized Wednesday. She had been a bit off starting three weeks ago but only this week, she stopped eating except for baby food I fed her. Then she couldn’t eat even that. My vet had retired in April. I had trouble finding a vet on the Outer Cape that was open except one…
Read MoreMonday, for the first time since Marsh, my friend and assistant Dale came in to work. We observed distancing, put on masks, were careful. A lot had piled up over the last six weeks. Avalanches were threatening. We decided tentatively to work every other Monday for the time being. ..
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