“I will not afflict you with complaining.”*
Greetings from the land of the living. I am checking in while daughter #2 is busy in NYC. For several weeks after my surgery I was not reading much; it was difficult to focus.
I started slowly with poetry…
and moved on to old, familiar Kierkegaard and a wonderful new history by David McCullough…
Finally I made my way back to Moby-Dick and a recent biography of Melville. (Don’t you just love his face?)
I am not a STEMM person by any means, but genetics has always fascinated me, and this book is quite engaging and easy to read.
This is not to say that I spend all my time reading. Hardly. I wiled away many an hour in the first weeks of my recovery watching two seasons of sleep-inducing episodes of Murder She Wrote (better than any sleeping pill). When feeling more engaged, I have chuckled my way through several seasons of Corner Gas (2004-2009), a Canadian show about a small town in Saskatchewan where nothing much ever happens, which in my weakened state, I have found to be hilarious.
Sometimes, when I am feeling really productive, I work on a new needlepoint project while I watch the telly.
This old Victorian chair is remarkably well suited for sitting in and sewing by a sunny window. And how about that decoupaged side table I picked up at an antique mall a few months ago? How could I resist those tassels?
Chemotherapy commences tomorrow. We’ll see how that goes.
“An intense copper calm, like a universal yellow lotus, was more and more unfolding its noiseless measureless leaves upon the sea.” (M-D)
Meanwhile, what are you reading?
P.S. Here are a couple of pictures of the wee babes, because I know you have missed them, right?
*Lucy Backus Woodbridge, pioneer, quoted in The Pioneers by David McCullough