September 21, 2026
Happy Birthday, Marcie Reed Whiton
Hope your day was fun.
Mine was full,
but I'm not sure fun.
This is a second harvest of milkweed pods. I was shocked this morning when I went out to get in the car and all of these flowers were glowing in the sun at noon. I didn't look for monarchs. Tomorrow.
It was over a year ago that my first attempt at eye surgery was scheduled. Since then it has been canceled three times. The last time was when i went into Afib in March. I saw the eye surgeon for the first time in 7 months. He is the first doctor to acknowledge that the last 7 months had been too much. He would not reschedule the surgery for early Winter and suggested we reconvene in January. I'm worried that by the time I actually get to it, my vision will have been effected too much. So after 2 hours of waiting and being examined and being rejected I left there feeling both validated and pushed away in the same moment.


I drove over to the canal. It is draining week. The mud flats were covered with lily pads and other green plants. The floor of the canal is a mixture of greens and browns with just enough water still there to provide a hint of blue. My attention got grabbed by the egret. It's the first egret I've seen there in a couple years. She was delicate compared to the three heron.
I came home to hear that Piet Van Loon passed away this morning. I know he was in his 80s, he was older than Michael, but I haven't seen him in so long. I have many stories about Piet. He grew up in Wilton where his father played music with my parents and Walter Trampler. He was in a couple classes above Mike. I believe he joined students at Marlboro in the late 50's and never left. He ran that campus site for many years. When I first graduated in 77 I was elected secretary of the Alumni Council, which Piet's wife, Hilly, whom we all adored, was Coordinator. For 8 years I served in that position and learned a huge amount. We had great times together. Oh Piet, you were so anchoring to have near. I always felt safe with you. God speed.
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