June 19, 2023

Juneteenth

Woke blessing the rain, which means I cannot today work the garden. Yesterday, when I did work the garden, things looked droopy and spent. Rabbit gleaning the clover. Yesterday evening a terrible din out back, where two cats– Jordan’s big black and the local feral brindle-- got acquainted. Reports of aggressive raccoons entering by dog doors and cracked windows. I walk the perimeter every day, looking for gnawed places. 

A man in Ohio executes his three little boys with a rifle. Without the rifle, those boys would still have their lives. Our mania for firearms will be inexplicable to the future. We are the soldiers giving smallpox blankets to the Indians, while at the same time we are the Indians.