Put in Place

This morning, spot Serena at oppose edge of park. As book not done, and likely never to be done, try to keep at least a tree between us. Jenny not helpful at all. Usually likes to poke around near back fence, but today is singleminded in her preference for wide-open spaces. Am quickly spotted. Serena strides across field, Oh there you are, she says. I was wondering if I'd see you. We have pleasant conversation about windy day, possible snowfall the day after next, which allows me to gloat that I will be in Mexico when of if the snow falls. We do not talk of the book at all. When at the end of convesation bring up, Serena says breezily, Hmm? Oh that. I guess you'll be done when you're done. Am reminded, once again, that others naturally much less interested in me than I am. But it still comes as a shock.