Plastic Farm Animals
As the details around the insurrection settled into my chest like a bad cold, I realized it had shattered my belief that regardless of our political leanings, we were all Americans who held some things sacred.
Sound bytes are eating my brain. Make it stop!
I don’t know if I would have survived the existential threats to our health care system and our democracy without someplace to jot down my fears and observations.
Sometimes you just have to reach for that box of shiny new colors.
I spent much of September watching the hummingbirds fight over sugar water. What a waste of energy, I thought.