September 29, 2021

Found the body of a dead mole in the garden.

Walked in the fog before dawn along the river. Met SL upon his bike. I was happy to see him. He’s all that remains in the Phil Mechanic. He’s having woman trouble again. He said the woman he lived through Covid with is ghosting him now. At least my life has deflected that precise trauma. His daughter Ismay is now his son Adrian.

Saw a cormorant flying up the French Broad.

A single goose flying up the river honked and made the valley walls reverberate so he sounded like a whole flock. 

Managed to get all the chores I needed to do done by 10 AM.