Tonight I picked up Boston Market turkey from the Plano outlet. I like take-out windows as the pandemic certainly reminds me of their utility.
I am 110 pages in to Gavin Newman's "Ring of Bright Water." It's a good read so far. Sometimes the descriptions are lyrical rather than less lyrical, resulting in a somewhat slower reading pace for me. Part of me says there should be a pithy poem by Stevie Smith to explain all this,but all the ones I know are mostly waving and drowning.
Beatrice remains a fine specimen in old age, when we have to take her outside ourselves.
from Dreamwidth, because two posts of the same text are twice as nice