The War in Gaza continues. Last night a hospital was bombed. I have the TVon. The president is talking to and shaking the hands of first responders and families of those killed. Before he had talks with president Netenyaho.
I am on the sofa. Rick is on the ladder washing off grit and dirt from the chimney. Now he went outside. Yulma’s husband is coming today to paint the garage.
Last night we went to Kenwood to a Monticello social gathering. It was also educational. The Liberian gave a talk about what was in the building and why it was built. It is a place where scholars go to do research and write books about Jefferson. I talked to the man who plays Jefferson in dramatic scenes around Monticello. He remembered I ask about Jefferson-writing his own version of the New Testament.
If I add a picture right now I cannot write something and see it. Everyone on TV looks nervous. Some people wanted to say that Israel bombed the hospital. I am still working on Scrapbooks and writing in my Story-worth journal. I do not have the sound on the TV. Rick left the ladder by the chimney. He is still outside.









