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Sunday 20 November 2005

Winding down the day at 6:50 P.M., although there was hardly any winding up: a very low-key day dictated almost completely by the chafed thighs.

I did wander out, not only for Luna's morning walk (late, at 10:30) and her evening walk (at 6:30), but for my own excursion into town to get various supplies, the most expensive of which by far seem to have been useless: gauze pads and some purportedly self-adhesive tape — that does not, in fact, stick at all; blast the time when I'll have to pull it off, tomorrow I'll go back and get some of the old-fashioned kind with stickum: because the instant those pads are off the sore spots, they start hurting again.

Anyway, the walk into town was good for getting me out, beauti­ful weather, bank thermometer said 60F; some kind of softball event — I think it was a photo shoot for a yearbook rather than an actual game — at the field near the house; wood smoke in the air; a few people fishing; and, this being America, the stores were openº and I found most of what I wanted, except for a whistling tea-kettle: for safety I really want one here, since I have a definite tendency to leave pots on the stove then get distracted; nothing's happened yet but I worry.


[image ALT: A row of girls in sports uniforms sitting on a bench behind a fence, facing a field. It is a discreet view of a softball team in Jenkins, Kentucky.]

Softball at the Lady Cavs' field in Goodwater, a neighborhood of Jenkins.


Called James — everything OK at home — and made dinner: farfalle, squash with butter and garlic; salad: lettuce, tomatoes, olive oil, balsamic vinegar. Now bedtime; I'm hoping the thigh business clears up fast, I'm heartily fed up with it, plus I can't do any walking that way, so am thrown on the resources of the house, reading & the Internet, seems a waste of a trip to Kentucky.


[image ALT: missingALT. It is a view of Elkhorn Lake in Jenkins, Kentucky.]

Fishing on Elkhorn Lake.


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