Do much of anything.
I feel so behind on writing, it’s hard to get started back in. I’ll see if I can kind of pick up the highlights.
Both my garage remodel and the new online student orientation started Monday. I’ve been trying to take a pic or two everyday – here’s what there is so far:

Where my garage used to be – this is what it looked like Monday when I got home: cool, leafy, clean, just no garage.
Tuesday they started sawing down the tree. They finished Wednesday, and by Thursday – when no work was done aside from installing the port-a-potty – everything was looking much more blasted and barren.
Here’s the giant hole in the ground where the garage foundation used to be, and the stump of the tree.

Steps into the backyard, which is a sea of dirt right now.

Where my backyard used to be – Friday morning.
So it’s all sort of disheartening – mourning the loss of the tree, trapped in the house with dirt all around, in the limbo after demolition and tree removal, before any new construction has started.
A week ago Thursday, before either Bootcamp or garage job started, I took lots of pics of flowers.
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The food was good at Bootcamp this year – and not too much. I took leftover baked potatoes from a lunch to the food pantry potluck Tuesday, but when it’s 85°, baked potatoes don’t go over so big – only two of the seven were eaten. So, when I got home I grated the potatoes and put them in buckets and froze them. Next time I cook pantry meal, I’ll take them and the cheese and the bacon and make some kind of potato-egg-cheese-bacon bake. I have two bottles of salad dressing, too.
Last night we had corn & zucchini quesadillas, and I made a pot of corn cob broth.
And it’s Jerry Garcia’s yahrzeit – 24 years. The Grateful Dead sent me a picture – the days between, Jerry’s birthday and yahrzeit. I used it as my Facebook profile pic, until today when I switched to the corn flowers.
It’s kind of how I’ve been feeling – the Days Between. I linked the picture to a recording, March 11, 1993, at Rosemont Horizon. Days Between, and Ken Nordine, too.