Just a note: I am a committed political activist, plenty of opinions about last night and plenty of political action plans with my buds, and my blog is not the place to discuss it today. Thank you.
I was eating blueberries and wheat bread for breakfast and thinking it seems natural to have grains and fruit with a hot drink for breakfast. Just as it seems better to read fiction in the afternoon, not before lunch.
And I remember how upset we all were when we started high school (age 11 in the UK) and had to do math in the afternoon! We practically revolted against such an affront to nature! Everyone knew math was in the morning, literature in the afternoon. It was right, that's all.
One of my US friends used to like a bowl of egg drop soup for breakfast. Not a Chinese friend, just liked it then. It sounded so wrong. What rigid ideas I still seem to have, to be sure. Just as everyone knows the label end of the pillow goes in the case first. And the open end goes to the middle of the bed. No, I don't know why either.
I suppose it simplifies life to have these fixed points, but they tend to develop into railings shutting us inside without a key if we're not careful.
Friday knitting group was fun, a combo of knitting, weaving and stitching.
One person learned how to use the pinloom, seen here in a beautiful top she knitted, while her retro table cover stitching waited, another is completing an Icelandic sweater, and my socks go on and on.
A couple of women, mother and daughter, stopped by for a while, in the hope, we think, of free lessons. We were nice but unyielding.
Convo ranged over being mistaken for employees in libraries and stores, seventies home decor, Gary's horror at the space where the ficus was, shoulder issues, the entitlement of certain volunteers, libraries imposed on for supervision and entertainment by relatives of older people, cultish knitting businesses. All in all, interesting!
Beautiful today, low 80s, sunshine very liveable.
Happy day, everyone, off to make egg salad sandwiches for supper, with plums. The plums to follow, that is.
