I had a great conversation with an old friend the other night--we were talking about romance. I wish I didn't feel so paper thin, weak, in holding romantic viewpoints; or, I wish I didn't hold romantic viewpoints. But I do.
It has been my turn to check-out My Faraway One, letters between Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz. They are beautiful letters and the editor, Sarah Greenough, has done a lovely job with compilation. O'Keeffe and Stieglitz use many dashes--it's wonderful! And I can't help but feel an affinity towards O'Keeffe.
What else am I reading? Retirement Heist, by Ellen Schultz. It's goddamn infuriating what companies do; the book is truly wonderful in the way it explains things and makes the financial transactions accessible (to my little pea brain).
Romance, art, politics, law . . . human stories. Learning more about myself and other people. Trying to, literally, clean up what's around me--that's what I have been up to these beautiful fall days!