Yesterday we played tourist: Bonney and Ray and I headed to the history museum in Santa Fe. The Palace of the Governors. Lots of cutaways showing the structure of the building and the previous buildings under this one, like in Mexico City. History often makes me sad. The Spanish came north from Mexico, where they had found gold and treasure, seeking more of it. Thy didn't find it, killing hundreds of people in the process, as well as a lot of them dying. A few held out in an outpost that became Santa fe. So much death in the service of greed. Isn't that what future generations will say of our time?

We had to hurry back to get Nick the car so he could go to work. He has an internship at the Children's Museum ending today. And we didn't get going quite as early as we meant to. Bonney and I made a ruspberry custard, according to my mother's recipe. I never made it before, but she did. It uses 8 egg yolks, so wouldn't be something I would usually do. I had brought some raspberries from Polly's and we needed to use them up before they went bad. Unfortunately, it took more than an hour to cook. Even then, it wasn't very firm. Apparently, alitude is part of the problem.

We parked a ways from the museum, a place Bonney knew that we could park fo rfree, which was fine. But we hadn't begun to see it all by the time we had to leave. Walking back hurriedly in the sun at 1 o'clock with no lunch and the car ride home made me feel sick. Fortunately, there was the last of the potato salad I could gobble down with some more iced tea. And leftover fish with corn relish.

We rested some after lunch and eventually made bean salad to marinate a while before supper. Ray took a nap and bonney and hank and I went to a fund-raising auction at their church. There was a lot of good stuff, including a place to stay in Italy and one in Austria. I probably would have bid on them, except that I couldn't pay for it right now LOts of artwork, but kind of hard to travel with it.

We had our bean salad ans some sweet potato fries bonney had in the freezer. IT mae a surpirsingly satisfying supper and then we ate the cusdelicious raspberry custard. We had decided to watch something--a movie from Netflix. But it was hard to find one that was really funny that none of us had seen. We watched the King of California, very quirky and not as funny as I would have liked, but enjoyable. Starring Michael Douglas as a man searching for buried treasure in Califronia left by the Spanish. So in keeping with the morning's activities.

I had trouble falling asleep, feeling that I was as crazy in my own way as he was, traveling and spending money like water with no job.