Wednesday,

20th day of lunar cycle
Waning moon in Leo

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"After a certain number of years, our faces become our biographies." - Cynthia Ozick
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When I went to the community center to get my number in line for the food bank, I brought my new book from the library. Yes, I went inside the library. I never should have done that. I came out with four books. The fourth one I will probably need to recheck by the time it is due unless I put in some really serious reading time.

The library is like shopping for me as I have written before. So, I should never go in there when I have a book started at home.

However, I couldn't take any more of Buscaglia's effervescent self over his contemporaries now matter how good they might be. I may go back to the book once I have finished my stack I have now but then, I can say no to it and let it be. It is okay not to finish a book if it is boring to me.
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The morning skies were clear as I headed to the community center to retrieve my number in line for the food bank. The waning moon was visible. Other than light traffic, the world was still quiet.

There were four people at the center. There were bags already in place. Because of problems other people created, the center is not allowing us to use the inside facilities unless it is really, really cold or raining. I sat on the goodie bag I brought in an attempt to protect my bottom from the cold bench. It didn't help. When Mary arrived, she brought out chairs for those of us who needed to sit down. This helped but it was still chilly.

I am glad I had decided to use my scarf and wear my hat. Gloves would have been nice too. Where they are is an unknown to me. When it was time to sign in, the workers have the table just inside the door. Everyone is to stand back of one of the seams of the concrete to give some privacy since we now have to give ID. Once again, I am number 11. By now the sun is out and shining. Another day of blue skies.

At home, I bring the suet basket in and put the new suet in. I wonder how long before the birds find it. Then I threw out two handfuls of bird seed. I fed Bailey.

Back at the center the announcement of the day is that beginning the first of the year, the bank will not be providing any bags or boxes. So, we had better come prepared. If we show up with no bags then we get to go to the end of the line. I am so very glad Michael repaired Sam's rolling basket for us. This has been a life saver for me. Plus, now Michael can't go through the line with me. Only one of us can go in and the other can meet us at the other door. Geesh! However, staff says this is all government mandates and not of their doing.

mz. em

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Music of the Day:
-- Lou Bega - A little bit of Mambo

Days meditating: 7

Drinking: Water, Yogi Healing tea, one banana, one custard cup of cottage cheese, and three salted milk chocolate caramels

Currently reading:
-- "Phantom Evil" - Heather Graham
-- "Living, Loving & Learning" - Leo Buscaglia, Ph.D.
-- "The Daily Book of Art/356 readings that teach, inspire & entertain" - day 74
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