Sunlit Valley
Charles Courtney Curran
The view of our poor country from the podium last night was certainly ugly and frightening. At one point, I had to get up and take walk around the lawless block. But he was still blathering when I got back. Watching that event all week leaves a person with a hopeless, hung-over, regretful feeling. I suppose I'm not the only one in America who feels that way this morning.
Feathers and Flowers usually gives politics a wide berth, but I appreciated David Brook's Dark Knight essay in the New York Times. Well, on we go. Next up, Democrats.
It's raining! Very nice for the parched garden, not so nice for Tom trying to finish up the painting today. But it's supposed to stop soon, and then we're back to sun tomorrow in time for the parade.
Amanda fought some epic Seattle traffic jams yesterday, but she finally got here around 5:30. "Roger" spent the night with us, so Amanda and Tom could go out with their friends. We are enjoying some quiet morning time, listening to the rain with the TV off. Sweet-natured dogs really are good company.
Sunshine and Haze
Charles Courtney Curran
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