I spent the last couple of days getting myself re-situated at mom‘s house. Got out for a couple of long walks, it’s been nice to not have to use my car. It’s also been wonderful not having any kind of specific timeline or places I need to be. After a long walk through the neighborhood on Sunday morning I came back and enjoyed my lunch in the backyard, the fog had burned off and it was lovely and warm. I got my clothes hung out to dry and then was surprised to hear my sister Michelle‘s voice in the house. She had had brunch earlier in the day with some friends she’s known since they were all babies, they had older siblings my age that I met them in kindergarten. She surprised my mom by showing up at church and spent the afternoon with us. She and her husband have several chickens so she brought us beautiful multicolored eggs, freshly laid. Mom asked her to help cull tomatoes from her many waning tomato plants, so she went home with a couple of containers of tomatoes including some for the chickens.
On Monday I walked to the grocery store and pharmacy, listening to the new podcast I am obsessed with ‘Your Own Backyard’ about the Kristen Smart murder at Cal Poly SLO in 1996. I’m amazed at all the work that the podcaster has put into it, very compelling. I made pork chops, asparagus and cornbread for dinner, using the cast-iron corn-stick pan that was my grandmother’s. It made absolutely delicious crispy cornbread shaped like corn! That night we watched more of the Holocaust program by Ken Burns. Whew, very intense.
