Friday, January 30, 2026

First Lines: January 2026 edition



I would have to say, looking back over the month’s reading, that there is a thread running through most of these six books: patriarchy.  


Dearest Blog Reader, in the likely event that you do not read any of my blathering below, I will ask you now – what’s in your book stack these days?



Book 1

Cordelia

I didn’t know how long I sat cross-legged in the snow, waiting for the dead man crumpled on the ground in front of my building to wake up. 

 

 

Book 2

I’m here because two people broke a promise to God.

 

 

Book 3

Scene - Dr Stockmann’s sitting room.  It is evening.  The room is plainly but neatly appointed and furnished.

 

 

Book 4

At the Window with Binoculars

Standing at her kitchen window, Domenica Macdonald, cultural anthropologist, denizen of Scotland Street, citizen of Edinburgh, lowered the binoculars that for the last fifteen minutes she had trained on the street below.


 

Book 5

This is what happened in Faha over the Christmas of 1962, in what became known in the parish as the time of the child. 


 

Book 6

The Door to Hell

I am lost. The flames in the crater have erased the stars and then drained all the shadows of light.



 


 

The titles and authors revealed:

 

 

Book 1

A New Lease on Death (The Ruby and Cordelia Mysteries #1)

By Olivia Blacke

325 pages • first pub 2024 

fiction fantasy mystery

Recommended through Mel W’s blog

 

The premise is that one of the detectives has already met her demise.  !  I enjoyed the characters and the setting.  Sometimes the prose was a bit repetitive.  Ends on a big reveal which will obviously require the reading of the next book to resolve.  And that is somewhat annoying, but I would like to read it.


 

Book 2

Separation of Church and Hate: A Sane Person's Guide to Taking Back the Bible from Fundamentalists, Fascists, and Flock-Fleecing Frauds

John Fugelsang

304 pages • first pub 2025

nonfiction politics religion 


Instructive, amusing in parts, and infuriating in others.  I was astonished to hear the Catholic Church’s actual practice on birth control in one place described.  I was already aware of many of the theological interpretations of the Bible verses, but I still found it interesting.  And we all know there is plenty of patriarchy to be found in both fundamentalism and fascism.

 



 

Book 3

An Enemy of the People - the play by Henrik Ibsen

164 pages • first pub 1882.   


Although this play was written in 1882, the issues treated are relevant today.  It was an easy read, and was available to buy for Kindle for very little $ being passed on to J.B., the King of Amazon*.  I read it for book club, and then we are going to see an interpretation of the play next month.  


Themes: environment, male hubris, crowd mentality, economics, family dynamics, reasons for compromising one’s values, the price to pay for not compromising one’s values.


 

Book 4

A Promise of Ankles: (44 Scotland Street #14)

By Alexander McCall Smith

320 pages • first pub 2020

fiction contemporary


I could only get this book from the library on audio.  Curses on my need to read series in order!  I managed to finish, but it was a struggle.  I liked the narrator's voice, and judging by his name, Robert Ian Mackenzie, he seems the perfect choice to narrate a book that is set in Scotland.  I have no idea if he is Scottish.


Includes some amusing plot developments about a human skull and, separately, language dominance.


Re patriarchy:  McCall Smith’s characters often express views about how they feel females or males should live.  It’s maybe not patriarchy per se, but I can’t remember any instance where the characters in the Scotland Street series show wide variance from what I will call traditional societal gender norms.  However, to me, there is an overall feeling of acceptance of others’ differences in his books.  It’s just that the differences portrayed are not too far from “center”.

 

 

Book 5

Time of the Child By Niall Williams

304 pages • first pub 2024

fiction literary

Recommended by Stephen Colbert and S. K.


A story ultimately of hope, in a slow but enjoyable read.  It takes place at Christmas-time in a small town in Ireland in 1962. The characters are quite appealing.  Loads of mentions of tea, but often it’s an offer of tea, only to be refused.  The patriarchy is inherent in the setting (a small Catholic town in 1962); the plot ultimately pushes gently against that patriarchy. 


The prose varies from delicious to a bit convoluted, but it’s mostly lovely.  I recommend it, but it’s best to read during a long snowy winter, with a cup of hot tea at hand and the news turned off.


 

Book 6

Sovietistan - a travel diary of going through former Soviet Republics.  

By Erika Fatland with Kari Dickson (Translator)

470 pages • first pub 2014 

nonfiction history travel


“A good mix of humor and despotism” – Older Daughter


A fascinating description of the Norwegian author’s travels through the five Central Asian countries that used to be part of Russia/ Soviet Union.  Recommend, but best perhaps to read in periodic doses.


This book was highly recommended to me in 2023 by Older Daughter, who read it as part of her project to read books by continent.  I supposedly studied the Soviet Union in grad school, but learned next to nothing about the Central Asian SSRs (I am pretty sure this is my fault, not the school’s fault).  I started reading Sovietistan, gave up, bought the kindle version about 6 months ago*, then stopped again because of other reading assignments (book clubs) and despair at my own country’s descent toward autocracy.  


To encourage me to resume, she said that I should keep reading it because the book is “a good mix of humor and despotism”.  Which it is.  This book works well to read in chunks, with a section for each of the five countries.


That is the same daughter who in December exclaimed enthusiastically, “I finished the dictator book!”  

Me:  “THE dictator book?!”

Older Daughter: “There is a whole genre of books from Central America called the “dictator” genre. The title of the book I read is called I, the Supreme. Or in Spanish, Yo, El Supremo.  From the country of Paraguay.”


I will not be reading Yo, El Supremo anytime soon, but it could be fun to shout that phrase.


While reading Sovietistan I could read about the dictatorships without looking away – at their core, autocrats are ridiculous.  They insist on being called El Supremo. From afar, their narcissism is amusingly appalling.  But for some reason I balked at reading about girls/young women who were kidnapped and forced to marry the man who kidnapped them, often with the permission of the girl’s parents.  I skimmed those sections.  Patriarchy is prominent in these Central Asian countries.  (And, it seems now, plenty of other places too.)  


This book enlightened me on how those former Soviet republics have fared since the dissolution of the USSR.  I did not fact-check the history as presented in the book.  It should be no surprise that there is plenty of environmental disaster.


There is some description of the changing demographics of the countries. Since publication, there have been some changes in leadership for some of the countries.  


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* I despise any of my money going to Amazon but I simply must continue to read, which is easier for me on my kindle.  If I can’t get the kindle version through my library, I might buy it.  Reading helps fight the patriarchy.  In my opinion.









Saturday, January 24, 2026

Cooperative Art: photo essay



Thanksgiving weekend 2025

The art gene skipped me, but has nestled favorably in the souls and bodies of several other family members.  My aunt was a very talented amateur watercolor artist, and she also sometimes made creations in clay and jewelry-making.   The Common Household’s Older Daughter has celestial art talents, and so does Extended Family Nibling. 

Me, I can barely draw a stick figure.  But I like to “do” art as an activity, as long as actual artists supply me with the tools, some basic directions, and low expectations.

I was thrilled when Older Daughter brought to our Thanksgiving gathering the supplies to do a cooperative painting - some huge canvasses, inherited from said Aunt, paints, brushes, and enthusiasm.  We set up in the basement.  Here’s how it went.

Painting A: the Artist in Residence specified no rules for this first attempt.

Painting A

I participated heavily in this creation.

Fun, but maybe we should try anew.




Painting B: The Artist-in-Charge selected just four colors to use, and placed each of us at a separate section of the canvas. There were three of us to start.


A fresh blank canvas.

The four colors:
Permanent Pink
Yellow Ochre
Earth Green
Cadmium Yellow

I made that green curvy line.
And then I quit.  It was far more
enjoyable for me to watch the others.

A cooperative artist builds on my line.


Close up of figure.
This is significant because one of the
artists had just spent 18 months
hiking in New Zealand.


The painting takes on new meaning
and more definition.
Also, the other family member
 with artist genes
joins the effort.

Three artists at work.




This figure, on the other side of the
 painting,  mirrors the first figure.

The finished painting.
Perhaps it is two parallel universes.


It was really joyful to watch this painting develop. I think the limitations on colors strengthened the artistic merit. (But really, I am no judge of art! I just know when I see art that is meaningful to me.)

Painting C: The Artist-in-Charge chose four different colors, a darker palette than for Painting B, and placed the limitation that there were to be no curvy lines.


Ultramarine Blue
Burnt Sienna
Payne's Grey
Sepia
Does not the color Burnt Sienna appear in 
every serious art work?

The darker colors and the rule
 against curvy lines
leads to a much starker
universe.  But an interesting one.

This is the painting, half way
through.  I had to go do some other
task, so this is my last
photo of this painting.



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Monday, January 12, 2026

2025: End of Year Survey

I decided that it is not too late to answer these six questions drawn from the lengthy end-of-year surveys I have seen circulating in the blogosphere.


1) What did you do in 2025 that you’ve never done before? 

I led the chants before a crowd of thousands, at the Hands Off! rally in town on April 5, 2025.  


Never before, and if the world is smart, never again.  However, if it furthers the cause of democracy, I will do it.  And I think we have seen that the world is not particularly smart these days.


But in the past 9 years, I seem to end up doing all sorts of things because nobody else is willing or available to do them.   Play all the music for the church service on a snowy Sunday?  Sure.  Speak to the media about the rally?  Sure.  Be in charge of managing the crowd? Sure. Of all the things I’ve done that I’m not best at, this was the least best-at of all.  I am supremely unqualified to manage a crowd. I don’t have the temperament nor the physical strength.  Luckily, that one time, it turned out I just had to say to people repeatedly, “No, you cannot have the microphone for a minute to say F#&k them.” 


In 2025 I started holding small gatherings at a local sandwich shop, ‘advertising’ just in the various grassroots groups I am in.  These were gatherings of like-minded people just to chat, in the hopes of strengthening our sense of community.  These have been life-giving to me. 




2) Did anyone close to you give birth?

No, not that I can recall. 


3) Did anyone close to you die?

Several long-time and beloved members of my church died.  No one in the immediate family died in 2025, but the family generation previous to mine is all gone now.  Functioning fine, but also still grieving.  I am still wrapping up estate stuff.  Life ends but estate stuff goes on and on and on.


4) What places did you visit?

North to Women’s retreat

Cleveland, OH

Philadelphia, PA

Boston, MA

Washington, DC

Denver, CO (for work)

South Fork of the Shenandoah River, VA



5) What would you like to have in 2026 that you didn’t have in 2025?

A functioning and thriving democracy. Pleeeeze. 


A working piano.

Normal retirement prospects.  What I am faced with is vastly different than I had imagined how I would spend time during retirement.  I am not a natural at politics, but I feel compelled to defend democracy and the dignity of human beings as best I can.


A youtube announcement from a podcaster I follow has me reminiscing forward about what I had imagined my life in retirement would be, but now will never be, thanks to the $#&* in charge of this benighted country.


Dr. Dan McClellan is a scholar of the bible and, shall I say, iconoclast, who does the podcast Data over Dogma with the other Dan, Dan Beecher.  The podcast’s goal is to combat misinformation about the Bible and religion.  He announced he is running an online class on Introduction to Biblical Hebrew, Feb through May.


In a different world, I would be taking that class.  I would LOVE to take that class.  But I don’t have time in this particular version of the universe.





6) What dates from 2025 will be etched in your memory forever?

Seems like I’d prefer not to have to dwell on 2025 events.  That said, I enjoyed most of the travel we did.  The time with the family in the house along the Shenandoah River was quite therapeutic.  And Nov 4, 2025 was the day we swept the local elections - an encouraging day in a sea of…. whatever you want to call what we are in.



I saw these end-of-year survey questions most recently on Daria's blog.



Tuesday, January 6, 2026

More Light: Things that happened in December 2025

Maybe I could make a card out of this photo.

Things that Happened In December 2025


Witnessed the swearing in of the School Board candidates I worked so hard

to get elected.  All four of our candidates won.

Got my car inspected within the deadline (THAT’s a miracle).  It passed without repairs.  Yay!

Attended a political rally in the cold cold cold.


Attended outdoor Hanukkah menorah lighting with our synagogue in the

cold cold cold.   An act of defiance and an act of bringing more light into the world.

We frozed our tuchuses off.

The Common Household Husband got two flat tires by driving his EV over a large pothole (which was disguised as a puddle, as potholes often are). Do not recommend.

Sang in the church cantata.  Practiced music for family talent show. Band concert.  Symphony.  If it weren’t for the music, we would not be.  

stockings with the obligatory fruits


Wrapped gifts, stuffed stockings, provided ingredients for others to bake cookies.  Ate cookies.  A lot of cookies.

Christmas Cookie Carbohydrate Center



I believe the mud-colored icing
on the United States cookie
was intentional.

Picked up the “Blind Date with a Book” items I ordered from our library’s fundraiser.  I get them mainly because they are so beautifully wrapped.  The librarian picks a book from one of 6 categories (I request the category) but you don’t know what the book is until you open the gift. Each book comes with a pen, and bookmark, a hot chocolate packet, and a peppermint.

My only mistake was not getting one for myself.

Made progress on estate matters.  But it is still not done yet.  Will be two years in March 2026.

The CHH cleaned out some of the shelves in the front closet.  Still more to do there.

Read scripture at Christmas Eve worship.  “In the beginning was the Word …The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overtake it.”  Played piano accompaniment for a duet “Gesu Bambino”.   Bringing more light into this dark world.

Christmas morning with the family. Much fun.

Figured out what to make for dinners.  This had ceased to be an issue in this

empty-nester house, but one adult child came home on Dec 18th to stay for

several weeks, so meal planning was required.  Bonus: That adult child

cooked many of the meals. Yessss!

Kept up with a more hectic work schedule, brought on by the emergence from the federal government shutdown.  One of the agencies whose reports I summarize went from once a week to twice a week publication.  

Had a bunch of medical tests which I had put off until after the election. In retrospect, I do not recommend delaying such things.  Because the ultimate triumph in politics and elections is outliving the f#&*ers and living to vote in every next election.  One test revealed that there is no life-threatening issue behind my pulsatile tinnitus, so it’s relegated to the status of Really Annoying But Not Painful or Dooming.  However, that test uncovered another issue of concern, which, after even further testing, was determined to not be of immediate concern.  Return for repeat testing in a year and don’t think about it until told to.  Another type of test was inconclusive, so more testing must be done.

After Christmas, we joined the extended family for a gathering at a place that housed all 18 of us in one building.  A huge blessing to be with those people.  My generation is now the oldest generation in the family so I count every moment we can spend with them as an unearned moment of grace.  (Except maybe for the moment where someone was stomping around at 11:30 PM in the room over our heads.  That was a moment of tolerance practiced.)

Shenandoah Valley

Finally superglued my shoe!  Have not yet tested it out.

Accompanied the Common Household Husband driving to a New Year’s Eve party in a blinding snowstorm.  Other people had the sense to stay home, but not the CHH.  I went mainly because staying home and wondering if he was lying in a ditch would be more painful.   Made it there and back (by 10:30 PM).