Yesterday, a beautifully sunny balmy day. Flowers everywhere wide open.
Today a gentle drizzle. I was digging things up to take to a plant exchange and I also wanted a clean car. I put the car outside, hoping it would get auto-washed but it wasn’t raining that hard. The car gets dirty in the garage because the swallows build nests in there and as we’d rather deal with that than mosquitoesâ¦
So I had to wash the car myself. By that time I was pretty damp. Then I went inside and took a shower. Somewhat absurd, non?
I am wondering why so much obsession with gender and sex. No sooner is one out of the womb than the first thing said is “it’s a boy” or “it’s a girl”. I wonder what percentage of the human race is married, ’cause one might think that a fair share would therefore have other things to think about, such as how can we change this world, how can we do the best in raising our children, how can I become a better person?