OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks

I might have eaten too many dumplings for dinner. But I have no regrets.

My love gave me a copy of Klara and the Sun and I started reading yesterday. I am only about fifty pages in, but I already know that this book is going to break my heart. Kazuo Ishiguro does sadness like no one else I can immediately think of. Although he is also the author of the funniest short story I have ever read (in Nocturnes).

I spent the morning listening to a podcast about words and reading. It was editing for the rest of the day. One of my three remaining projects before the Big Rest is finished, the second one nearly so, and the third one should be soon, too. I am getting there!

In the late afternoon, I was visited by an amazing writer who has a brave manuscript in her hands. We discussed its possibilities. She brought me delicious gifts.

In the evening, my love opened a beautiful bottle of red for us and we had dumplings for dinner (I am stuffed, pronounced in a Polish way).

All day long, the Cape has been preparing for a storm, but now it is all calm and eerie quiet. Will this be the spectacular end to our summer? Autumn is in the air, no doubt. She might be ready to move in permanently …

Good night.

Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.

“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”

— NICD