August 2, 2024

Rose early and hit the Y. Not early enough, though, for it was filled with unmindful old people who rest on the machines when they’re done. Thwarted at Starbucks because of long lines and a throng of people waiting for their orders. Took the pruning shears I bought yesterday and cut the limbs (mostly redbud and maple) that had been scraping the roof of the car as I drove in and out. Weeded the biggest weeds out of the front garden. Lived through this afternoon’s end-of-days thunderstorm.