Things I did yesterday: finished cinder blocking a section of garden; swept out the trashcan area; tried to remove compost from the bottom of the bin (tough because it was all compost bags and roots) to make room at the top for leaves;  Hosed down the compost area, uncovering these old bricks; raked leaves and dumped them onto the open compost pile; continued hoeing the area around the veg garden; watered everything; and more.

I also did a few chores inside, met S at the bus as usual, and threw dinner together.  Of course I always fuss over my green babies downstairs–note the German chamomile daisy flower. I try to earn my keep!

I’ve been working my way through the streaming series “The Tattooist of Auschwitz”.  It’s pretty rough to watch, especially considering how eerily similar our current fascist dictatorship is becoming.  Hence being up writing in the middle of the night!  I usually avoid holocaust reminders, because it’s so unthinkably sadistic, and this series doesn’t spare you much.  I guess sometimes it’s better to face your fears and be prepared, while still hoping saner minds will prevail.