I finished Bridge of Sighs, which I loved. I want to think about it — there’s a lot of doubles in it — two paintings of the Bridge of Sighs, Sarah loves 2 boys, boys who look like their fathers, boys who are named after their fathers, Robert has two girls, Robert’s father has two wives, 2 painters, 2 beatings by people who would rather not, probably —
Don’t know what to make of it, but it’s there.
I’m cleaning furiously (sort of). The spanish exchange student comes on Wednesday, and I’m taking the day off Tuesday for K’s birthday, and I’m leaving for Portland on Thursday … So anyway. I’ve cleaned the bathrooms, which is the big hurdle. I’ve sorted out most of my clothing, and my room is almost reasonable. I’ve vacuumed once, but now need to again, and get M’s room ready for Ana. Also dusting …
There is a limit, though, and it’s such a beautiful day. I’ve spent a lot of time out in the garden, too. It’s looking better and better. There are a few more structural things I need to do. I think this will always be the case. But it’s looking better.
K is at work, invoicing, but was home all morning, and did watch tennis. N went out with her buddies for Thai food — there’s a local temple which serves sort of a brunch every Sunday. The BF came by to pick up his bike. He’s very sweet.
So I’m home alone. I’m covered in sap, but can’t take a shower until the bathroom floor dries.
That’s what’s going on around here.
But also, I got the most beautiful flowers at the farmers market yesterday. A bouquet of cosmos, chamomile and butterfly bush, and then another that’s a bunch of different hydrangeas, to which I added a few stems from our hydrangea. It’s so beautiful. My mission now — to have a ton of different hydrangeas so I can make such a bouquet from our yard. Good idea, no?
And no I’m reading a biography of John Donne. It’s really interesting. I read him in 12th grade, and it was the first poetry I ever really liked. It’s also interesting since he lived so long ago (15xx) that it’s actually difficult to piece together his life. Interesting to read a biography that’s almost as much detective work as anything else.
I am sorry that I dont’ remember the author’s name, but the interesting thing is that he looks a lot like John Donne.
If I had a car, I would go buy new shower curtains, or go for a swim, or go buy a new hydrangea. But since I have none, I will have to stay put.