reading 2

I'm not sure how many of those are available in English (except the obvious of course, like Lily Brett), I do know that one of *the* most important books of my life was translated. That would be Brigitte Schwaiger's "Wie kommt das Salz ins Meer/Why Is There Salt in the Sea?". I've been reading this book for 35 years again and again, and, to me, it never gets old, and, again to me, it's relevant, even though it was written in 1977. And R.I.P., Brigitte Schwaiger, I wish you wouldn't have chosen the "shorter way", as you called it.

what's for dinner?

my air condition

:)

tough day

Reading Margit Schreiner's "Heißt lieben"  (I'm working on the next reading list) made me miss my Mom so badly. Not that a day went by the last almost 18 years that I haven't thought of her, but on some days something triggers me into the abyss. I believe this was taken only a couple of weeks before her sudden death.

almost I

as I see it

My cam had a baby.

Needed something small for the days my body is too weak handling the big one (and my phone's cam just doesn't cut it for me). Got a good deal on this one. I'm paying for my outing now, headache, feeling weak and overwhelmed. Heat, too many people, the mall was crazy, people buying, buying, buying. It showed me again that I can't handle it often anymore. *A*n*y*w*a*y*, new toy, so yay! lol First though, vacuuming, stationary bike. Blech!