Saturday, March 8, 2025

 March 7, 2025

Wandering the ruins of the garden. It’s actually much improved in every objective way, but right now I’m fixating on the destruction of things which I would have saved. Nothing could have been done except to walk every step with them saying “no” or “si.” The debris-filled dumpster is hauled away. Jason returned my two tools– hoe and shovel– which found their way onto his truck. 

Got COVID and pneumonia boosters. The nurse talked about what a medical disaster RFK Jr is. “You’re just in time,” she said, “who knows how much longer these will be available?”


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