Last night, the last class of term for my Thursday group, our potluck readathon - a delicious dinner on the deck with a glass or two of Prosecco - is there any better drink for a summer night? - and then they read one gorgeous moving beautifully written story after another. Very proud, I am. One more class to go, Ryerson next week, and then I'm done teaching till September, except for my garden workshop in August. I love my job, but it's also good to get a break. As Jon Stewart knows.
Speaking of Jon - once more, may I mention my love and respect for him? As his days count down, he is more and more frank and open about the appalling Republicans, more openly furious about various idiocies. It's a joy to watch, particularly because we know that soon, he'll have a well-deserved rest. Except - I hope before long he's back in some way. Because I can't imagine life without his wisdom, his humour, his counsel. That a man with such a goofy, sometimes sophomoric sense of humour should have such gravitas - wondrous.
My summer playground and writer's retreat:
Finally - in the boring old person department - I'm dealing with something odd. I'm my usual bouncy self during the day, but at night, I've developed back pain so severe that it keeps me awake and at times gasping out loud, as jolts of electricity course through my back. Very weird - because I have no other symptoms and am fine during the day, it's just at night it hits. Since Monday. I'm having a massage tomorrow and will see my doctor next week if it doesn't get better. Believe me, I immediately thought - heart attack! Lung cancer! Please let me live long enough to see my grandsons grow up!
Probably just the disintegration that comes with turning 65. Or I need a new mattress. In any case: phooey.
I see in today's Star that there's a not-to-be-missed concert at the aptly-named Hard Luck Bar this weekend: a band called Goatwhore, celebrating the release of their latest album, "Constricting Rage of the Merciless." Gosh, that sounds like fun. Can't wait.
"Constricting Rage of the Merciless" -- what a thought! And how pretty your garden looks. Our raspberries have finally begun to produce well again after having their lives disrupted in 2013 when we had to have the septic field replaced (vegetable garden was planted over the far end of same and I guess the raspberries missed all that sub-irrigation...). And what a pleasure it is to eat a bowl of them with cream -- or even plain yogurt. So hot here. And dry, dry. No real rain, apart from two brief showers, for two months. So many things thrive but others, well, I've never had bacterial wilt in my tomatoes before. I hope the well holds out...Looking forward to baby news from your end!
ReplyDeleteCrazy climate shifts these days - how odd, what could it be?!
ReplyDeleteI have such a small veg garden compared to yours, but still - my little bit of produce makes me proud. Something's attacking my basil. Apparently nothing attacks basil. Until it does. I hope to report baby news soon - but not as much as Anna does!