Backside

When I say I don’t mess with nature’s autumn agenda, that doesn’t mean I don’t help direct things along a little.  For example, the other day I gathered flower seed heads and pods and scattered seeds in various strategic places throughout the yard.  Later I watered it all in.  Just expediting things a little!  More to look forward to, come spring.

I spent the night Sat. through Sun. as usual, so Avdi could go out.  It was extremely quiet, with Y at a friend’s sleepover, E partying with the drama crew after the finale, and K.  Early Sun. morning, E went out to join the set strike day team.  The weather had again fluctuated from summer-like to mild fall-like overnight, but still gorgeous out, so I soaked it in a while.

I reiterate, I know how boring and mundane this must all sound, while the world is disintegrating around us.  Better minds are recording the atrocities and crimes for posterity, and better-equipped folks are actively resisting and fighting the regime, and I’d join them if I knew how.  In the meantime, I try to be of service in my own small way, so more capable minds can focus on what’s important and do some good.

I won’t be the shoulders others stood upon, but perhaps the back– or backside!  Or even just the butt supporting the feet of the shoulders etc. etc. never mind!

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