I have been talking a lot with an enrapturing lady about whom I hesitate to speak in detail beyond saying that I find her wonderful, if a little hard to get. She's been the beneficiary (or, at least, object) of most of my attention lately.
Spent the past weekend at the Chesepeake bay beach house of my sisters' inlaws (sis and family now live out west, but have been visiting here). Apart from seeing her and all the brats, it was especially nice to paddle a canoe around for a couple hours.
Haven't been playing too much music (though I did have a chance recently at a party to perform in front of live people for the first time in maybe 10 years . . . with qualified results), and my reading has suffered a bit, but I did just finish reading Nadeem Aslam's Maps for Lost Lovers, which is a masterpiece.
The poet who recommended it to me said every paragraph is a masterful work of art in itself, and, having read it myself, now, I cannot (and would not) contradict his assertion.
Also: I have been enticed to dip my toe into the twenty first century by getting a pay-as-you-go mobile phone. Now my pockets are too full, but I at least have a timepiece. And I can make and receive calls, which, I understand, is what those things are for. Big sort of beneficial surprise (I'm new to speaking about phone plans) is that I can speak to subscribers of the same phone service provider for free, and, as it turns out, each member of my family already is such a person.
Also, I'm learning to "text". That's what's up.