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Wind on the waterfall, and the leaves' laughter Looking for a small cup of joy each day
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So, this is great. www.thenerdreich.com/reboot-elon-...

Washington Post under Trump: "151,000 jobs is solid" Washington Post under Biden: "194,000 jobs is another weak month"

Snuggled in, sick with a sore throat. My clock guy is sicker. He held the precious little disease vector the most on Monday. I'm going to do a light workout, rotate laundry though the machines, and breed about 100 horses in Black Desert Online. My Forest Path wagon lamp won't build itself.

We want to send a message to the world: what has happened today is an absolute disgrace. It is completely un-American.

Im excited to take place in the economic blackout boycott tomorrow. I hope you'll join me and millions of others.

I have three novels and a memoir in my to-read pile. Trying to decide which one is first. 1. A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki. 2013 2. The Madigans by Miriam Michelson. 1904 3. The Little Locksmith by Katherine Butler Hathaway. 1942 4. Berlin Diary by William L. Shirer. 1941

Today I finished The Verifiers by Jane Peck. I ought to clean our fountain and pull weeds, but reading was more pleasant.

Spring's aggressive kick sent winter underground. I'm reading in the garden surrounded by lesser goldfinches and their great gossip. Hummingbirds are jousting at the feeders and a single oak tit is shouting about how great the sun feels.

Sharing more townhall videos today because they’re giving me hope. THIS is good trouble! Who is this man? I want to shake his hand and buy him a drink.

I never, ever, get my news from YouTube. That said, I'll just leave this here. Thoughts? m.youtube.com/watch?v=5RpP...

My child mended my coat.

I'm trying to take tiny sips of current events to preserve my mental health but it blasts me halfway down the block lwith a water cannon.

Sweet, cold rain. We're snuggled in. There's a fire in the fireplace and ginger cake in the oven. We only make it once a year, because once it's out of the oven, it's all we eat until it's gone. Finding grace where we can on another F5 Friday.

Philip Low on his old friend, Elon Musk. m.facebook.com/story.php?st...

The sun was warm and kind today. House finches sang in the ash trees.

I won't give in to lies or fear. I'll hold onto my hope.

Watching a 1983 Mansfield Park that we didn't know existed.

Cold morning. We went to WES. Iykyk. I got vintage perfume, linens, a saint's medal, and a walnut Edwardian lyreback chair for the lady's desk in the guest room. The chair was thirty dollars. He got a clock, a tool for clocks, and a book about...clocks. He's amazing.

This is how you say “go fuck yourself sideways with a porcupine” in inspector general speak. Going to be interesting to see how the administration responds

A dark and wintery day. Someone brought me fudge in many flavors. I spent time with my children and held a sleeping baby for over an hour. Bought a rye sourdough loaf on the way home where my clock-mender had made us a pot of beef stew. Ate like royalty.

Dogs after hearing Kristi Noem was confirmed as head of DHS.

Today I held a napping baby for an hour and a half. Someone said that prayer is a way that people can participle in the act of creation.

Sat in the sun and finished reading The Invisible Library by Genevieve Cogman. Visited with a dear friend out in the garden. Had a chat with a neighbor about long-lost families. We both have them.

Held a sleeping baby for a while. Ate a chocolate cookie from the neighborhood bakery.

Twenty-three years post cancer treatment. Every day is limned with grace. Tried to play "O Mio Babbino Cara" on the autoharp today. It's going adagio.

"I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality, and freedom for their spirits." Martin Luther King, Jr., Nobel Peace Prize acceptance speech, Oslo, Norway, 1964

"The function of education is to teach one to think intensively and to think critically. Intelligence plus character - that is the goal of true education." Martin Luther King, Jr.

The autoharp is likely the easiest instrument in the world. I practice daily and, after a couple of months, sound terrible. Really love it.

This morning I played with a baby and a boy. We watched window-prism rainbows dart around the room. I saw and hugged my own children. In the afternoon I sat in our winter garden and spoke on the phone with long-lost cousins while hummingbirds buzzed around my head.

Last night a baby laughed for the first time and I was there to see it. The sweetest sound in the world. This morning I came downstairs to a fresh fire in the fireplace to warm the house. "I thought you might want to be cozy." I did want to be cozy, and then I was cozy.

Today I played animal crossing with a seven-year-old. I finished Piranesi by Susannah Clarke while sitting out in the sun.

A man told me that if you have one clock you know what time it is. If you have two you're never quite sure. I've found that if you have eleven clocks your home sounds like a clock shop.

A seven-year-old overheard a conversation regarding garnitures. He asked me "what's that," and I had the joy of telling him. He nodded thoughtfully then belched and blamed it on me. He shared that the scariest tree in the forest is bamBOO. I finished In the Garden of Beasts, by Eric Larson.