99 days to go or 3 months, 7 days until retirement. How to rush towards the future without abandoning the present?
Patio days are becoming more frequent as winter turns to spring in California.
I’ve made dozens of trips to little free libraries to donate decades worth of books I’ve cherished. Some, like the one below is a keeper. I want them to find their way into the hands of new readers. I am also giving books to my present students and leaving some in the classroom for whomever comes after me.
This happened.
In case you’re still confused and reeling from the latest behavior of the sexual predator and convicted gangster in the White House and his posse of emboldened white supremacists and christian nationalists; yes, he did what he did. Yes, you saw what you saw. Yes, he said what he said. Yes, this is really happening. Yes, it was expected. Yes, we will resist. No, this will not destroy us. Yes, we will still find hope in the chaos. Yes, we will speak up. No, we will not stand by. No, he is not our president. Yes, the treatment of President Zelensky, is a stain upon our nation. I’m sick about it, but am staying focused. It’s time to speak up. To say, NO, not in my name.
My agitation is eased by the natural world blooming all around me.
Clouds, rain, sun, and wind casting a spell on my troubled mind.
The other night I opened my windows and the scent of the Victorian Box drifted inside like a balm. The page below is from an old sketchbook.
Keep on keeping on middle-aged mammals. We’ve got work to do to keep our democracy afloat.
