It was an intense and tiring week. I’m looking forward to the weekend. I love the long-lost Gabriel Garcia Marquez novel Until August, which he wished to be destroyed. His children couldn’t do it.

I’m glad it wasn’t destroyed; it shows his decline, but it’s still more interesting than most books published today. It’s something Marquez would have written.

Marquez Forever, as one friend put it.

I’m excited about our work with the Cambridge Food Pantry. Thanks again for your fantastic support.  I’m happy to wash my hands of Zip Gate and days of argument—shame on me.

We’ve moved on to things that matter.

I’m also thrilled with my new earphones; I can sit for hours and listen to music. Now, all I need is the time to do it.

Blue on blue

Yellow on yellow.

Zip loves to get his neck scratched. He fell asleep in my arms this afternoon.

I’m a bird watcher now. I’m learning to wait patiently for the birds to come. Bird watchers learn patience. If I sit at an angle, they don’t notice me, or perhaps they don’t worry about me.

I look forward to seeing you tomorrow and then the weekend.