My mission for the last 9 days of staycation was to read and to non-people as much as possible. A long and deep book called Evicted took three days to finish (partly because of being distracted by reading the maddening daily news). After Evicted (poverty, misery and heartbreak eloquently described), I had thought I might try a bit of light reading, so I had picked out a Blind Date book from the library.
When I unwrapped it, it turned out to be an Agatha Raisin mystery, which of course I had already read! So I contented myself with a re-read from my own library, Carrie’s War by Nina Bawden, about WWII refugee children, and then back to more serious reading.
Several days worth of reading….
Saturday, 4 February 2017
A brief quest for a birthday present took us to Time Enough Books at the Port.
Monday, 6 February 2017
Allan used pallets to fix an outdoor plant table that had collapsed….
….I read, and we did have to go out and “people” at a local political meeting in the evening.
Wednesday, 8 February 2017
I started a monstrously huge book. After all my winter reading about civilian life in WWII Britain, I felt the need to see how the war all fit together.
The pages were a delight to look upon even though the contents were grim.
Meanwhile, Allan …and on this rainy afternoon, even I…had been helping a good friend of ours move in next door.
Thursday, 9 February 2017
Two photos that Allan took on one of the moving trips (from Ilwaco to Long Beach and back again):
Ann and her friend Alex arrived from Portland for a quick stop…I was lending Ann my mother’s three tiered Floralight for seed growing.
With floods threatening local roads, they hightailed it back to Portland before dark.
The Floralight in olden days when me mum grew African violets:
In the evening, Allan and I met Melissa and Dave for our garden club meeting at [pickled fish] restuarant, joined by a former client, K.L., whose garden Dave and Mel have taken on. Allan and I had worked weekly on her “Sea Garden” during the summer and autumn of 2008. Now Dave and Mel are bringing it back to its former beauty.
At the [pickled fish]:
As we departed, the entryway planters got admired by five gardeners all at once.
Friday, 10 February 2017
Even though I had not been managing to effectively non-people, I got another fifty or so pages read in the WWII book, a book so large that Smokey had to push in for lap space.
Skooter hangs around with Allan as much as possible.
On a trip to the library, Allan saw more signs of winter’s end.
In the rain, someone was photographing the heather.
K.L. (whose primary home is in island country rather than here) had stayed for another day and we all had dinner again, this time at Salt Pub.
I would have but one more true Winterval reading day on Saturday, followed by a social Sunday, and then….work. I did not feel I had succeeded very well in non peopling for the last week. It is a highly elusive retreat when the good company of good friends beckons.