1) Up early again - 6:15 AM - a good sign as I return to the World of Work tomorrow.
2) A mood of transition permeated the morning right from the beginning. Coffee (see above) and an early farewell to Hochmina, who was driving away to work. Reading and writing.
3) And an early breakfast at the former Tippy-Toppy. Comparatively empty, I was pleased to greet a couple friends, and also thank the owner for comping our bill a couple weeks ago. Turns out we know each other from a function on the Cape last summer.
4) Sat at the bar reading my new copy of Robert Finch's book of essays about the Outer Beach of Cape Cod. It's a book for people who enjoy words. Some day I'm going to have to look up "spurge," "bight," and "windrow."
5) Packed in order to be out of the way of the maid. Read tarot cards for someone (prognosis: triumphant). And then I said to myself, "Self, you oughta ankle down Comical Street to pass the time, and maybe have lunch.
6) This led to a prolonged browse through that new bookstore near Tim's Used Books. Several interesting books I already own. Eventually came away with Pretty Jane and the Viper of Kidbrooke Lane, a Victorian true crime history.
7) Rather gruesome to lead off my lunch at Ross's Grill with a description of head wounds inflicted with a plastering hammer. Ross's, a dark room full of cool breezes, perfect for today.
8) The mood of transition persists as I sit here comfortably on the terrace, in the essential shade of the gigantic umbrella, knowing that I'll need to leave in 40 minutes to ensure a decent place in the ferry line. I can hear pigeons cooing in the hedge, and see five of them perched on the gable of the house next door. Thank goodness I'm not wearing Nile green and smoking a cigarette . . .
9) IN CONCLUSION, these five days have been just what I needed, and have certainly reminded me how blessed I am, how many wonderful people there are in my life, and (I hope) provided some clarity for the rest of the year. Now, it's back to town!