In an effort to reclaim the territory of the blog back from social media....
They are jackhammering up the street in front of my apartment. The noise is such that the two cats are agitated; it was so loud downstairs that a little boy with his father was afraid to leave the building!
I am up so early only because I had an 8am tooth-cleaning appointment; you have to make them so far in advance, it's the only safe time when I really know I won't have a conflict. It's a beautiful day, upper 50s and sunny; lying in the chair, though, gave me a view of my sandals that made me acknowledge that they have lived their last days - the foam footbeds are completely torn out in chunks - no longer shoes of respectability - I have thrown them in the trash....
Closing a few tabs:
A nice piece at the Guardian about Nadia Sirota and her Meet the Composers show.
Anne Fernald on Goodnight, Moon and modernism. (Mush!)
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