|standing in our garden|
|The cholla babies stick on to you if you get near them.|
During the trip, I have worn the same articles of clothing repeatedly. I bought my blue/grey Mint Velvet top at the House of Fraser in London in the spring. It's light, lined and the right colours for my new wardrobe. I probably won't be in Britain in the coming year so I may have to rely on the House of Fraser website. I would certainly prefer to shop locally but the selection for "mature women of traditional build" is just not there.
Speaking of maturity, I have a new favourite show Last Tango in Halifax. The BBC series is set in West Yorkshire and is the tale of two septuagenarians who rediscover each other on Facebook after having missed a meeting 60 years before. The couple, played by Derek Jacobi and Anne Reid, each come with an assortment of children, in-laws, friends and grandkids. The situations are darkly humorous and sometimes bring tears to my eyes.
Desert time for Monsieur and me is reading time. I have finished most of the books that I bought at Bookman's and my favourite was The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes. The protagonist, Tony, a character in his middle 60's recounts his life in two parts. After reading Part One, which outlined Tony's student days, his first relationship and his marriage and divorce, I wondered what the second part could be about. "It had all been said" but an unlikely inheritance and a revisitation in Part Two caused me to wonder if "Tony ever got it" or indeed if any of us really understand the events of our lives.
"History is that certainty produced at the point where the imperfections of memory meet the inadequacies of documentation" is a quotation that is one of the major themes this short novel. I'll keep thinking about that one!
I have been thinking a lot during my desert time and a lot of my thoughts deal with ageing and finding meaning at the later stages of life. This morning, I especially enjoyed The Hostess's blog about role models and ageing. In looking at our own lives and those of others, real and fictional, (maybe there is only fictional), hopefully we can live our later years with intelligence and self-awareness.