News, of a sort —


We have received some photographic evidence from Italy.



She says, “everywhere is freakishly beautiful. even just the sides of boring buildings are prettier than normal. and then you go somewhere and get views that are just ridiculous.”

And we have heard from N that her apartment has flooded.

And the plums (that were) on the tree in the backyard are ripe —


And here is Lucy, taking a nap.


or rather, cleaning herself.

I think this post reflects how I’m feeling at the moment — there’s too much going on. I’m getting ready for a conference in (gulp) two weeks, and I’m wrangling a big trip in 6 weeks which includes my mother. That’s a bit difficult, in that my mother needs a certain amount of reassurance about things. I feel like we’ve got the details nailed down and we can worry about the specifics when I’ve got over about 40 other hurdles, but of course she does not have those other hurdles. She could read the guidebook and compile a list of things she wants to do, but of course, she’d rather do that in concert with other people, and that other people is me, and I’ve got plums to jam and organizing memos to write and I’d really just like to go swimming.

Feeling a little grumpy, actually.

Part of it may be that she’s visiting my grandmother, and her sister, with whom she wages continual battle regarding my grandmother’s circumstances, is out of town. For all her talk about how wonderful that is, I think she may be a bit lonely.

Anyway. I also went to see Jost van Dyke’s (or Joss Whedon’s) “Much ado about Nothing” last night, and it was wonderful.


2 thoughts on “News, of a sort —

  1. I knew I would like Nathan Fillion, and yet I still particularly liked his interpretation of the line about writing him down an ass. His actions made the meaning of the line more clear than I think I’d ever seen it before, on stage or screen.

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