Has been a mild day, I´ve been sitting outdoors,
drinking espresso.
Today, my grandmother would have had her 105. birthday.
That´s her, in the 1930s...
She shares that date with someone else I quite esteem -
Kinky Friedman, born November 1, 1944, and source of a
multitude of highly enjoyable, as well as instructive,
songs and novels and quotes such as "There is one way
you can always guarantee that you´ll wake up in the
morning smiling: Go to bed with a coat hanger in your
mouth". Don´t like it too much? What about this one then:
"But what is life if not a series of small disappointments
from which we rebound, pick ourselves off, and prepare
to dream again"...?
Me, I´m dreaming of a productive, calm, untroubled
November (and wishing everyone out there the same)...
Meanwhile, I´m making some mixed-media collages...