If I am like any out there, it’ll have to be the bee. Busy. Taking care of what is expected of me. Running to finish up the work of this semester.
But it’s not all bad. Indeed, not any of it is bad. This evening, after finishing paper-reading, I went out to Ed’s farmette to finish planting. 36 tomato plants. Seeds of peas and onions. Cosmos flowers, around the already planted black eyed cones, russian sage, sweet william. A palate reflecting our backgrounds. I’m happy with veggies, but I miss the flowers.
People say it was sunny, but that it felt cool outside today. I did not notice.