I feel like I disappeared off the earth for a while.
I am not sure what became of the last week or so. A pile of things have been achieved in that time, though: little Rosie Dog has been "fixed;" Tino the Electrician showed up and repaired all the electrical things that were not working (and installed a LOUD doorbell that sounds just like the one that launched us from biology to algebra class, back in eighth grade). Both our computers are running extremely slowly and we don´t know why. It snowed one night, and the rest of the days were sunny and bright. We clipped the hens´ wings, after watching how-to videos on YouTube, so now they cannot fly over the fence and ravage every living green shoot of the back yard. (We also learned on YouTube how to hypnotize chickens. This information could be devestating if it fell into the wrong hands, but we´ll probably try it soon if things don´t liven up. It is eerie, twisted somehow. It just ain´t natural.)
The fields are lime-green. A mendicant nun from Finland has been staying with us since Monday. Tomorrow me and Paddy will go to Madrid on the train. There we will see in his 70th year at an Irish pub on Plaza Cibeles, watching the Steelers win the Superbowl.
And, well... that is about it.
My mother is very sick in a hospital in Pittsburgh. I had planned to go to the USA in a couple of weeks, but only to Washington, DC, only for a couple of days. It looks like I will have to extend that trip... I love my mom terribly. The thought of seeing her so sick, along with the prospect of rental cars and February interstate driving, and figuring out the plane tickets (yadda yadda yadda) it all makes me want to, well...
Disappear off the earth for a while.
So if you don´t see me around here, that is where I am.
Still, many miles away to the west, Neptune shines bright. The Big Dipper is almost touching the horizon. The tiniest sliver of new moon is up there, too, skimming low along the southern sky.
God is in his heaven.
The world keeps turning.
I am going to be OK.