Put your boots on, do they fit you comfortably?
I forgot to bring my camera when I left the house to walk around the block this evening, but I saw a white hibiscus growing through a hedge and bees clustered around some brilliantly Halloweenish orange flowers. I have not had my head in the sand despite being under quite a lot of rocks this month, but I am still demoralized that an international friend's postcard could not reach me because of the intimidation theater of the tariffs. Nor am I thrilled that last week I had an unexpectedly bizarre interaction with a medical professional about Tylenol. I am much more cheered by the existence of ghost ponds and the renascent fern, not to mention the eleven-million-year-old asteroid no one knows yet where it hit. The Draconids peak on the eve of my birthday this year. Last week was still too many doctors, but I have hopes of fewer in the week to come. At least I managed for the first time on this new regimen to write about a film.

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Luck! Around here we have to worry about rabbits. They have been cheerfully making a meal of my parents' yard.
The ghost ponds stuff is so cool!
"We've buggered almost everything up but this will still bring them back."
(Ugh, re: the tariff and Tylenol nonsense.)
(Thank you! I was really hoping for that postcard!)