Thursday morning early, Rudi flies out west. He’s going to spend the next two weeks working on starting the process of emptying his mom’s house in preparation for selling it. (She moved into assisted living earlier this year.) He’ll come home for a couple weeks and then head back again. I’ll probably join him for a week on his next go-round, and then do another week later on, too, since he’s an only child and tackling this largely by himself.
It’s the start of a necessary pattern, but one that’s going to require a lot of energy from both of us this fall. Keep us in your thoughts.
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This week’s Top Ten Tuesday topic from That Artsy Reader Girl asks us to share the top ten books we wish we could read again for the very first time:
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s StoneÂÂ
The Night Circus
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
A Wrinkle in Time
The Polar Express
The Color Purple
The Eyre Affair
A Man Called Ove
Landline
A Study in Scarlet Women
For some titles on the list, it’s to recapture the pure joy I had reading it for the first time. For others, it’s because I adore the characters and would love to have another quarter century back to get to know them again. And for still others, not knowing the ending brings some magic.
But at least I can reunite with them any time I choose.
What books do you wish you could rediscover for the first time?
Bout of Books has wrapped up for 2021. I missed both Twitter chats, but I did finish the 500-page book I was reading, which was my main goal for the readathon.
I also listened to some of the Queen Elizabeth cozy I have out on audiobook and tackled a chapter of a graphic novel (The Runaway Princess by Johan Troïanowski) that’s due back to the library this week.
1. I decide not to let a little rain keep me from going to the Fort Reno punk show. While I missed the first band, I arrived in time to catch a string sextet playing Brahms and a tribute band (for a Peruvian proto-punk group) featuring the septuagenarian bassist and singer of the original group performing the songs he made famous back in the mid-’60s.
2. I’m sitting in a lawn chair, when a short, fluffy puppy starts tearing around the park, eventually barreling straight toward me, putting the breaks on at the last minute, and then standing on its rear legs to tag my knees with its front paws. Later in the week, I am at a different park, sitting at a picnic table, when a small, elderly dog hops up on the bench and then climbs into my lap.
3. I buy a paper box full of tomatoes from a farmer at the market. Rudi has made (and frozen) sauce and soup so far and we still have about a third of the tomatoes left to finish.
How about you? What’s been beautiful in your world lately?
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