Fall Waxing Harvest Moon
Ah, the weekend. It came just in time for me this week. Much to do and now some calm, free time in which to do it.
Ray, the Andover senior who mows our yard, raked leaves on Thursday, so I have bags o’ mulch sitting on the patio. It’s way better than seed-filled hay. Wish I could find some marsh hay, but the leaves will work well, too.
Bulbs today. Kate and I plan to discuss bulb placement, then I’m going to go to work. Also this weekend, writing the future of liberal thought, or Liberalism: III. Lots of ideas swirling around, gonna have to corral’em and find homes for them in a structure that makes some kind of sense. Looking forward to that.
Writing always pulls me in, usually makes me happy.