Somebody Outside the Door

Another batch of cat blankets just about ready to mail to Georg. If you are not a fan of the postal system, I urge you wrap up something unusual and mail it to someone. Not salami, though. Not that.


While we’re out on our bikes, I feel like a million bucks. The summer’s a hot one, great news for me. Even so, I’m now and then having a tough time standing and walking, both of which are crucial to helping out at the food pantry. I’m downright glum about it, but this annoying little setback is just temporary. Temporary! For the time being, I’m knitting and swearing. At least I’m goddamn good at one of them.