Current US COVID-19 deaths: 202,237
As predicted, it rained overnight and we woke on Thursday (9/17) to a gloomy and wet day. When I eventually got to my studio, I worked on getting the 2 QoV quilts off of the frame. That took quite awhile as there were many bobbin ends to weave in. But I have to do that in order to load up the library quilt. I am both excited and nervous about that! Finally the 2 QoV’s were on done and on the to-be-bound pile:
I also got the borders on the second small quilt top, put together after my surgery:
We had Chinese for dinner and settled in to watch re-runs of the GREAT BRITISH BAKING SHOW in the evening.
*** Age 60 might be the new 40, but 9:00 pm
is the new midnight. ***
*** It's the start of a brand new day, and
I'm off like a herd of turtles. ***
A sobering reflection, but I don't think anyone can deny the truth of these words:
There is no literature or poetry in this White House. No music.
No Kennedy Center award celebrations. There are no pets in this White House. No loyal man’s best friend. No Socks the family cat.
No kids’ science fairs. No times when this president takes off his
blue suit-red tie uniform and becomes human, except when he puts on his white shirt-khaki pants uniform and hides from Americans to
play golf. There are no images of the first family enjoying themselves together in a moment of relaxation.
No Obamas on the beach in Hawaii moments, or Bushes fishing in Kennebunkport, no Reagans on horseback, no Kennedys playing touch football on the Cape.
I was thinking the other day of the summer when George H couldn’t catch a fish and all the grandkids made signs and counted the fish-less days. And somehow, even if you didn’t even like GHB, you got caught up in the joy of a family that loved each other and had fun.
Where did that country go? Where did all of the fun and joy and expressions of love and happiness go?
We used to be a country that did the ice bucket challenge and raised millions for charity.
We used to have a president that calmed and soothed the nation instead dividing it.
And a First Lady that planted a garden instead of ripping one out.
We are rudderless and joyless. We have lost the cultural aspects of
society that make America great. We have lost our mojo. Our fun, our happiness. The cheering on of others. The shared experiences of humanity that makes it all worth it. The challenges AND the triumphs that we shared and celebrated. The unique can-do spirit Americans
have always been known for.
We have lost so much In so short a time."
~Elayne Griffin Baker
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