All Hell Breaks Loose

I kept waiting for any kind of response at the Capital equivalent to what the insurrectionists were doing. How polite and gentle the police were allowing rioters to go away without bothering them so that they can hang around to attack again. I will never forget those images.

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Decluttering

We took the tree down after putting away in tissue paper all the ornaments – and you can’t imagine how many we hang on that tree. It is as far from minimalist as you can get. A few of the ornaments are pre World War II from my mother. Many are animals, birds, fish, vegetables. Some are just pretty ornaments. Some are funny.

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First Snow

On Tuesday after a mild weekend, the temperature went down to 25 – the coldest it’s been yet this year. Wednesday night into Thursday, we got about an inch and a half of snow. It turned to rain after that, although much of Massachusetts got at least a foot.

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Reluctantly Shutting Down Again

After several months of being able to see friends we trust, we are now back to being pretty much alone again. Woody had a scare and has clamped down. We had to cancel a dinner we planned to have with two friends we have eaten with a few times already.

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A Messy, Overcrowded, Gaudy, Fun, Tree

In pouring rain on Tuesday, we went to Truro to get a holiday tree. We’d been warned that people had been buying trees since before Thanksgiving. Since there are far more people on the Outer Cape since Covid there’s been more demand for many objects. So, why not trees? At least somebody is making a living.

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A Wierd and Wonderful Thanksgiving

We had planned to hold the dinner in the living room 12 feet apart eating on sturdy tray tables with the door and two windows open and the ceiling fan on. But the day was mild, close to 60 degrees @ 3 PM —Karen’s suggestion to dine. We realized afterward that we actually preferred having the enormous feed at that time instead of the evening, when we had always done.

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Happy cats, Stuffed Pumpkin

Karen has a relative who raises turkeys and she is making a fresh turkey he sent her. Also the stuffing. Also antipasto. I’m making the pie, Le Potiron Tout Rond, leeks, and cranberry apple sauce. Tony is making a mushroom dish. There should be enough leftovers for at least a couple of days.

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Trump, Poetry, and Roast Duck

Joy at the election results, initial euphoria has been dampened by Trump’s efforts to annul the election, his firing of people who are not 100% loyal to him and his refusal along with Moscow Mitch to give the Biden team what it needs for a peaceful transition of power. Once again, some fear is constant…

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Election Hangover and Overall Joy

I didn’t sleep the night of the election. It felt too much like 2016 revisited. Now I am resigned to whatever the outcome is, but I’m not in the despair I felt Tuesday night when I thought Trump had won. I don’t think media should report polls any longer. They are pure fiction.

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Hard rain, huge hawk

The election weighs on me. Covid will go on and on and on if Trump wins or the Republicans manage to steal the election, as they’re trying to do. The economy will stagnate further. Many more people will die. Many more will be thrust into poverty.

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Schwartzie and the mice

Schwatzie has always been a laid-back cat. His weirdest habit has been an affection for mice he showed by catching them very carefully and washing them, fussing over them as if they were a kitten and never harming them. Then Thursday night …

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Goodbye, Tomatoes

Woody finally pulled the tomato plants. He brought in a huge basket of green tomatoes. Usually at this time, Melenie and I would make amber relish but she’s still sheltering in place in Western Mass. andI can’t get him fired up about making amber relish, although he loves it. How many times can you eat fried green tomatoes? I guess we’ll find out.

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No Marilyn

I was supposed to have a film crew here for a documentary on Marilyn Monroe for the BBC and possibly CNN, all on Thursday. I wrote a semi-famous essay on her about ten years ago, so they wanted me to take part. However, their suggestions for where to film were not options I felt were safe.

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The New Book

I finally have a copy of my new poetry book ON THE WAY OUT, TURN OFF THE LIGHT. We always collaborate on the cover. It was woody’s idea and I found the graphic. I’m very pleased with the way it looks. The official publication date is tomorrow, Sunday, September 30.

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A Covid Rosh Hashonah

This holiday, we had only Bonnie and David, who are in our bubble, on the sun porch. It was chilly but the food was warm and so were our hearts. It was good to share the holiday, even if only with two good friends. But it was really cold.

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Greenies and eggplant

I could kiss the person who invented Greenies. I tried every which way to give Schwartzie his antibiotic before we got some Greenies. Now he asks for the pill in the morning and the evening, because he loves Greenies. It makes pilling a cat perfectly simple…

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No More Canning!

Finally, we have canned sufficient tomatoes: 51 pints of Italian sauce, 50 pints of tomatoes. I have hot sauce and simple sauce in plenty already. We’ve frozen 29 lbs. of beans, which should be enough also, but I’m sure totally sure we’re done with that.

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