BEAUTY AND THE BEASTIE

4-8-2022 BEAUTY

There seems to be beauty everywhere I look these days. Out the window or even in a book, I seem content these days where ever I find myself. Of course, I always take a book everywhere I go. I had to pick an unwieldy volume this week, James Beard’s American Cooking. Fascinating stuff. I balanced it nicely with the frivolity of JA Jances’s new adventure piece and the latest in Box’s bloody mysteries. You could find me reading out loud from it after dinner.

There’s been a few side effects from the new targeted med. My feet feel like cardboard lumps, and I bruise awfully easily. Tender soul be me indeed.. 4-9-2022 HIGH CLOUDS

This old gantry reminds me that the SpaceX Dragon shot the first group of tourists to the Space Station this morninng. I wish I could have gone with them. I didn’t sleep well. That’s something I never say. But I have had nightmares for three days now. Could it be the new mattress? I dreamed I was sleeping on a glass ledge seven stories up in the air. Every once in a while, I would reach over the edge and feel the air on the other side. Cold stuff that air. I was very frightened and would inch closer to George. Could it be the new me? I have an appointment with Oncology and will see what they say. The bruising bothers me more than the nightmares.