In the Yard // Open Thread Continued
We have a beautifully clear, cold dawn in the Bay Area this morning and very soon I will be laboring in my roses all day. I’ve been neglecting them in this time of holidays and rest, but it’s time to get scratched and sore in the cold, today is no day for political writing.
This is a particularly difficult time, waiting for the worst of all time to leave while fresh crises erupt every week with nothing to do but worry for our people. Personally, at least, I’m in no shape to stew with it all day, I need to labor, it really doesn’t matter what it is.
Please be well, Left Coasters, dawn just broke through the windows and I belong elsewhere.