Geraniums

 November 13, 2026

Woke after the coldest night of the season to find that my porch geraniums had not only survived, but the white one has bloomed. If you want to live, sweetheart, then you shall live. Hauled them inside, the white one and the orange one. The scarlet one is in an enormous pot which, full of dirt, cannot be moved. Not by me. This grieves me, but there must be some sacrifice to winter. Went to the hardware store and bought a white Christmas cactus. The check-out boy had a full face of metal inserts, including metal fangs. 

All flights are canceled now at American airports, some sort of communications problem. Every report quickly adds: “It’s not a cyber-attack.” So it probably is.