Last week we cancelled library because Ray and I were in cool and comfortable New Jersey visiting family, but we were on again this week.
Mr. John was, once again, in the kitchen, this time turning some really sorry pears into pear sauce (at the food bank we try not to waste a darned thing–what can’t be cooked is composted).
Library was slow and quiet. Olivia had just had a blow-out thirteenth birthday and she was bushed. We played a word game, read, and walked invitations to the tenth birthday of the library around the neighborhood–no one was much into it–this is not cool and comfortable New Jersey after all, but we will get all the invites draped over mailbox flags before the big gathering on the 30th.
Our old neighbor, Sally Barrios, dropped in and played a round of the word game. Like me she was whupped by Klark and Olivia.
A quiet day at the library–just what the doctor ordered.