Just back from a week in Truro, Massachusetts. It’s the death of summertime and everything was so implausibly beautiful there that it really could not fit in to “life” as I know it. Thus Death-Truro.

Back in Albany and quite behind on many tasks and deadlines due to the stark raving madness of my children and the severity of the lack of childcare. It was stark and severe: Death-Children. Read a biography of Ottoline Morrell, LADY Ottoline Morrell that is, whose early success at putting together an idyllic artistic community for herself–with the help of her considerable fortune–later collapsed when her friends started mocking her in print everywhere she turned.

Saw Gillian Welch and David Rawlings perform in Saratoga and was moved to tears. Husband next to me was for once similarly moved and said something about the “10 righteous people,” something Biblical, something about how if there’s 10 righteous people left in the world then we can continue. I’m joining a fan club right now.

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