July 22nd, 2021

hasui: winter moon

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Forgot that gardening turns me into a wooden board afterwards so today was a bit of a write-off. Must keep stretching in hopes of being mobile by Saturday when I have a memorial mass to go to. Not that I want to, and not only because it's in a Catholic church. Covid numbers inch up again and these people will be singing. Ah well. Will see.

Ordered in and the not-young delivery man thanked me for coming out on my porch so he didn't have to climb my steps because his knees are bothering him. So things could always be worse. At least I don't have to work.