“Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.” 

Today is another delight but colder than yesterday’s delight when it was so beautiful and close to 60°. I went for quite a ride in the afternoon all the way down to Chatham on 28 and back on Route 6A. I made two stops, at the post office and at the tiny South Chatham library. I was looking for the thrift shop but went to the library instead, a serendipitous stop. I chatted with the library lady for a while and was surprised by the book cards in the backs of the books. The lady showed me her file box of cards. I found books on sale so I picked out and bought 5 hard covers for $10.00. I was so very happy with my finds.

The last few months have been a trial for me. The finger fiasco was a huge part of it. It took me a while to decorate for Christmas then another while to put it away. I still have presents upstairs waiting to be sorted and wrapped. It is my new project. My pine tree is up in the dining room waiting for my friends and me to celebrate our Christmas, soon I hope. I didn’t have my uke for a few months. I didn’t go out much except for PT. I was okay but I’m not fond of okay. Fast forward to now. Good things have happened. I no longer have PT. I graduated, and I’m still enjoying my congratulatory cookies from my sister, but sadly, they are almost gone. My new TV is being delivered today. I am back to uke, twice a week. Yesterday I had a burst of energy. I brought in my Christmas cow. I added and rearranged books in my little library where I found a gift, a snowman dish. I re-taped the bird holes in the library wood. I picked up Nala’s backyard trash. I had hot dogs for dinner. Life is good.

When I lived in Ghana, I read all the time. The first books I read were from a Peace Corps book locker, gifted to me by a volunteer finishing her service. Before my time, Peace Corps used to give them to volunteers so I was lucky to get this one. The books in that locker were just amazing. The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings trilogy were there. I became immersed in Middle Earth and resented the need to sleep. I wanted just to keep reading. I read all four books one after the other and only stopped reading to teach and sleep. I read while I ate. My town also had a library for which I will be forever grateful. I was never without a book to read.

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  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    The sun is brilliant and we got to a high temperature of 58°.We did dip to freezing before I awoke this morning.

    Books have always been important in my life. As a kid I started reading adult books when I was about nine or ten years old. I discovered soft cover pocket books and started reading all of Leon Uris’s novels beginning with “Exodus”. His books about WWII led me to read “The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich”. I still have a large collection of hard bound books on the shelves of my home office. Many of the soft cover books I disposed of and the titles are digital books on my Macintosh and on my iPad.

    I’m sure graduating from PT was a blessing. The next time your dogs get into a fight over food you will not put your hand where it doesn’t belong. Regardless how domesticated we think they are, when it comes to food, their survival instincts take over. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      We were in the high 40’s, but it felt cold with the wind. I stayed in and watched movies on my computer. My TV was supposed to be here today but is delayed. At least I can watch it on the computer and the iPad when I go to bed.

      I also read all of Leon Uris. I was into historical fiction for a long while. I loved all the Thomas Costain books. I also loved detective/mystery books. They were on the second floor of my library. I used to go there, sit on the floor and read the dust jackets to see which ones I’d choose.

      I also read The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich and Inside the Third Reich which I read when I got home from Ghana.

      I agree about no more PT being a blessing. The PT person told me that maybe I’d get a bit more from the finger, but I should be happy with where it ended up given how bad it was. The vet told me she keeps a plastic snow shovel handy and uses it to separate her dogs if they fight. I think that’s a great idea.

      Henry is a rescue, and rescues more than others seem to be food driven. Nala doesn’t care if food drops. Henry jumps right on it.

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