Watching the sand blow sideways on the beach here at Seaside, Oregon, which makes for a pleasantly myopic effect – the soft moving dunes appear and disappear in the windstorm. Tonight we might even get snow.
Last night, as part of Pacific University’s evening readings, I listened to Marvin Bell read with jazz bassist Glen Moore, and I’m getting ready to do my graduate reading in about an hour. While I’ve been gone, birds have been dropping dead in Austin, New York City had a foul stench shut down parts of the city, a woman lit herself on fire in a Seattle hotel, and apparently, the stomach flu is sweeping the nation. Perhaps a good time to be isolated in a tiny town on the coast. As long as there are no tsunamis 🙂 (There are tsunami warning signs all over town. I do have an emergency weather radio, just in case. No worries!)
It’s weird to be away from my regular life. I’m such a typical Taurus, creature of routine. I never feel as productive or social at these residencies as I want to be. Ten days is a long time to go, go, go! I’m looking forward to some quiet time when I get home.