I had a good day today. I went to a meeting of my book club, a group of women all at the ‘grandmother’ stage of life who love to read and talk. Some months we pick a book and do an in-depth discussion; at other meetings we each bring a report about a book we have read and think the others would enjoy. The second of these two types was what we did this morning. I picked up some good pointers about books to read that I think I would otherwise have missed. And I think that my report was well received, or so it seemed.
We also had a go-around about current politics and, of course, the American mess. I think that in general the group was cautiously hopeful about Carney (for my US of A readers, Carney has just been selected by the Liberal Party to replace Justin Trudeau as Prime Minister. He will be ‘sworn in’ tomorrow, that is March 14th as I write this.) We were also, of course, incautiously scathing about President Trump’s idiocy. Well, not just his - Trump and Musk and the enablers of both. We agreed that the outpouring of patriotism general in our country just now is amazing. I only hope it lasts and we can hunker down for the long term it will take to wait until the idiots self-destruct.
After this refreshing two hours, we went and had lunch in the main part of the coffee shop, the four of us who could. Others had rides already booked or other commitments. We meet at a coffee shop in the town where almost all of the members live, either in the town or close by. Only two of us have a trek to get in; mine is a half-hour drive and I think my friend’s drive is about that. We meet at this location because the proprietor has a ’meeting room’ with a big table and seating for all of us which we can use free of charge providing we buy coffee and goodies to consume while we meet. It is a perfectly sized room for our number and the coffee is excellent. So, I am informed, is the turmeric latte, but I stayed with the coffee.
While I was thus disporting myself, my husband had coffee with a friend and then went and did all the grocery shopping, picking up the hard-to-find items and the ice cream. This last rode home in the truck bed to keep it as cold as possible. It was above freezing by the afternoon, but only by a couple of degrees. Very little melting has taken place on our laneway and in the pull-up beside the house. JG put a lot of de-icers down, but I am still terrified to walk on it, my balance being non-existent these days.
To finish this boring report, I note that my shoulder has some flex back in it, enough that I can put earrings into the ear and wash my hair with two hands. (Try washing your hair one-handed; an exercise in frustration.) I also note that others are reporting robins and red-winged blackbirds, but not one feather of a spring bird has appeared to my wondering eye. We have a local man, David Francey, who is a wonderfully accomplished folk-singer and he has a song about the red-wings. I will see if I can hook it in here.
I do not find a well-written piece about daily life to be boring. We saw tons of geese in Riverside Park yesterday. Cleanup will be required in due course.
ReplyDeleteThey do leave a lot of calling cards of a very nasty nature. And, thanks. I am cherishing the compliment.
DeleteWhat a good idea, to have a book club session in which members review and recommend books. Smart.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad for the update on your shoulder as well. It sounds as if it's "thawing" and that you'll soon have more use of it.
Please tell your friends that we are hostages of this rapist felon, and that we are doing what we can to oppose/resist him and his team of villains. It breaks my heart to know that some Canadians refer to us as Russiacans.
Nance, the shoulder is thawing, but slowly. Slower than the ice on the driveway. Both of these aggravations need to leave. I had not heard 'Russiacans', and I do not think it is apt. You are being held hostage by a much stupider man than the one running Russia. You know, it is the enablers that worry me more than Trump; Vance, for instance, I think is very dangerous. He has no morals either, but he is clever and plausible.
ReplyDeleteI haven’t seen the blackbirds back here yet. I enjoyed the song! Glad your shoulder is improving too! The book club sounds worth the drive!
ReplyDeleteWe have the luck to live close, well a half hour, from a very nice small town full of retirees, surrounded by good farm land, a thriving place with good services and interesting and worthwhile people and events. And then there is the Maple Syrup Saturday, with enough sugar to sweeten anything.
DeleteMary, thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment. Years ago I had a broken finger that required a splint that needed to be kept dry so I mastered one-handed hair washing in the shower. After six weeks I was pretty good at it.
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