Why is he up already?

Overcast but I know there will be no rain. Only mid-July and I’m already ready for winter.

Where to begin?

Why are the end pieces always neglected? The crust is the best part. Toast it twice and slather it with a thick pat of salted sweet cream butter and a thin smear of tart homemade Santa Rosa plum jam. I really did move here for the food.

One slice of toast is not enough for 3 cups of coffee.

Making.

I take a jar of water and the latest issue of Paris Review out to the porch, legs out in the sun. I fall asleep in the chair. I should go lay down.

What time is it?

He keeps trying to reassure me but I don’t think it’s working.

He tells me that I’m going to need a break from my staycation. He’s right.

Too big for the lap.

Ice cream cone?

Duolingo.