Another day that I wanted open-calendared but is booked for the afternoon. Darn it. I want some wide-open flexible days on the calendar. If I can control Christine seeing the “available” time. Writing time is going to become a premium as autumn progresses. If I’m going to script a Truman Capote reading for December 10, I need to get to work. I wondered why Lucy didn’t follow me up to the back-garden office. Now I realize that she’s on a short walk with Christine and Illyana, so she isn’t free to join me.

I need to squeeze in a couple of hours of Visit Ukiah and California Welcome Center work this week. Tomorrow, Wednesday, is my best shot. I have some Thursday time, but I want to be sure and have writing time for TheThereThere and Capote.

I’m thinking about old atlases, dictionaries, textbooks, or encyclopedias for altered book art. If I play with collage with an actual book or two in mind, I’ll feel better.

In the meantime, we have a Santa Rosa blood draw trip today. And George’s care conference by telephone. We hope that will give some clarity to the next steps for him. It would be so nice for him to go home for as long as he can.