Monday morning

Thinking about things:

Cleaning up for making order.

I vacuumed two times yesterday morning. Upstairs. With my blue canister Miele vacuum. [Dear Desie is shedding like crazy.] And I washed some of the large windows in the dinning room. [They were so dusty with abandoned spider webs that I had not noticed before. I think the sun has shifted a bit to make for new awarenesses.] And I polished off the layer of rust that had gathered once again on the grill on my very old O'Keefe and Merritt stove. [I do not understand what makes this rust formation happen. I know I spill water sometimes when I make my very strong coffee with my Chemex coffee maker each morning, but I always wipe it up. This rust seems to happen--to gather itself--suddenly.] This kind of cleaning up makes for a momentary pristine [or is it perspicaciuous] positioning for the day ahead.

In the early afternoon I worked in my study for a while preparing for my Salon and College Writing classes. I am all set for Salon III on Thursday but I still must read logs for class today. Then I took Desie for a pretty good walk. Just a pretty good walk because we covered only about three-forths of one of our routes. [It was very warm and Desie was panting as she trotted along beside me. She and I had played catch with her orange ball that we use exclusively in our yard for retrieving four or five times earlier in the day and just before we left. And to be frank, I was tired too, although I was not panting.] Upon our return, Desie sunned herself on the grass [still panting for a time] while I vacuumed [as best I could] the interior of my car with my dilapidated grey canister Electrolux vacuum cleaner that I keep in garage for this purpose alone. [Remember: Desie has been shedding like crazy of late.] And then, I washed the exterior of my car. It took a lot of rubbing to get all of the dirt off of this beautiful car of mine. [I must admit I was tardy in undertaking this chore.] I like to have a clean car, you know.

Oh my goodness. Lots of cleaning up things on a lovely Sunday.

Here is a bit more about making order:

I read about Ursus Wehrli this morning on NPR. A piece called Extreme Tidying Up by Robert Krulwich . Below is one of Wehrli's sortings. It is interesting:

As Krulwich put it:

But who, upon encountering a pine branch, would think to break it into sub-branches, and then separate and sort the needles? (Though it's kind of fascinating that the needle count on the two branch pairs are precisely equal.)

Pretty wonderful. This all adds up.