Tuesday, May 20, 2025

 

May 19, 2025


The malaise I was feeling was because I wasn’t writing. I know that because now I’m writing.

Eating mulberries from my own trees. They are incredibly delicious. Their taste is indescribable except to say they look like they’d taste exactly the way they do. 

Dug, weeded, planted stonecrop. 

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