“Over these things I could not see;
These were the things that bounded me;
And I could touch them with my hand, Almost….”
Edna St Vincent Millay (Renascence)
July 26, ‘13
The color and tone of today is dull, dull, dull…. The temperature is chilly – almost the complete opposite of the intense heat wave we’ve just been through, weather that feels like an insult…. I’m dressed warmly; cotton sweater over summer jersey, long cotton pants as opposed to shorts, heavy socks to keep my feet warm…. Hard to keep up with the heat wave clothing and the anti-heat wave clothing. The hum of A/C hasn’t been heard throughout the house and the neighborhood for a few days, now. I slept under a flannel quilted blanket last night. It’s almost noon and I can hardly keep my eyes open, feel as if in a torpor of dullness. I think a nap will be in order for this afternoon.
This past Monday I talked to two news reporters when I went to Watertown to paint the old house scheduled for demolition. One of the newspapers published an article about me painting on the scene and some info about the scheduled demolition. It can be seen here: