2 Months Later….
- A Fall of Masks
- A New Water Garden
- A New Regime
- A pompous old whiny fool
- The virus reasserts itself
- Counting priorities completed
- The Tragedy of a Failed Seduction
A Fall of Masks
No, they are still here. Saving lives, maybe. Making it difficult to breath, yes. Cannot be in public without one. The Ones who don’t cover, you wonder… Are they brave, making a statement for our rights or are they just ignorant, selfish, jerks? I’m not brave and I don’t want to be ignorant. The later, probably, is not a choice.
The Water Garden
A New Regime
Dancing in the streets
The Pompous whiny old fool
Coronavirus death toll– “So we’re down in this territory, And that’s despite the fact that the blue states had had tremendous death rates. If you take the blue states out, we’re at a level that I don’t think anybody in the world would be at. We’re really at a very low level. But some of the states, they were blue states and blue state-managed.”
Whining about the election results in Georgia–“The governor has done nothing, he’s done absolutely nothing. I’m ashamed that I endorsed him. But I look at what’s going on — it’s so terrible.” Speaking about Republican Gov. Brian Kemp who has a long political history of supporting stricter voter registration laws and speaking out about suspected voter fraud.
Moving on.
The Virus reasserts itself
Hope of fall openings turn into spikes of positive tests. States turn back to increased measures as some areas show hospitalizations on the raise. Ct hospitalizations hit over 1,000. States brace for a new wave.
Ct 113k cases 4,961 deaths
US 13.3m cases 266k deaths
91,635 Americans hospitalized in US hospitals. Hospitalizations matching levels obtained last April.
Counting priorities completed
Vegetable Garden July 
Winter Garden Scallions, Carrots, Arugula, Collards
Butterfly Garden July 
Butterfly Garden November
Kiwi, Hop Arbor August 
Arbor late October
Cut Flower Bed July 
Cut Flower Bed August 
Cut Flower Bed September
Rose Garden July 
Rose and Water Garden October
Herb Garden June 
Herb Garden end of October
The Tragedy of a Failed Seduction
The sudden pounding weight in the middle of my chest
Absorbs dark emotions,
As a light tortuously welcomes the chasm.
I am a soul of a singular atom,
Waiting to burst with a whimper,
Carrying me through on waves of inspiration and disillusionment.
It doesn’t matter.
It doesn’t matter if it was factious.
It doesn’t matter if it was foolish.
To me
I have forsaken the earth,
Welcoming the drifts and drafts of a sorrowful breeze.
What matters is my despair to never quit.
A love for you.
Pictures from the Yard:
Sowing Carrots April 
Picking Carrots November
The Muse 