Goal posts
View north on Canadaway Creek from Risley St. Bridge
I put in three more hours on the book and made some progress in providing more colorful specifics. I added details to the tale of the water snake swimming across a pond with a bullhead in its mouth. I reread Kathy's interview and added her comments to several portions of the chapter. She described a morning scene at Cockaigne when the heads of dandelions that had gone to seed froze into sparkling crystals balls. One of the funniest incidents that I wrote about was when she and Marcia M. were leading the hike group and they encountered a couple making love in a grassy grove. Then I did some research to identify the tall, brilliantly green plants that grow in the glade where we eat lunch on Friday. They are called false hellebore. Brie and Maggie had commented about how much they loved that lunch spot, so I reviewed their interviews and found the perfect quotes. I also worked on the incident when Chris N. inhaled a snail and then spit it out. It's one of our favorite stories.
I had lunch with an old friend from high school. Until our class reunion this past summer, I had not seen her since graduation 45 years ago. It was astonishing how much we had in common and how many of our interests overlap. She lives in NYC and teaches at the CCNY which is right across the street from where Evan lives and at another campus in Brooklyn near where Colin lives. She has students who are immigrants from Uzbekistan where I studied in 2000. She could hardly believe that I had been there. It was a delightful, intellectually stimulating couple of hours, something I have really craved.
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