What a week it’s been. We broke high and low temperature records on Monday—101F and a low of only 79F. Then on Thursday the Supreme Court made it the right of nearly every yahoo to openly carry a gun in public. And Friday, ya’ll know what happened Friday. The Court decided to overturn 50 years of legal precedent by invalidating Roe v Wade. I fought hard to not cry at my desk at work when I heard the news. But when I biked home and church chimes rang out the half-hour by playing the Star Spangled Banner, I yelled “Fuck you America!” over and over while the bells rang. A tweet I saw sums it up nicely: I now live in a country where guns have more rights than I do.
Abortion is legal in Minnesota. We have a 24-hour waiting period, which is onerous to many, but at least the procedure is available. I made a donation today to a clinic in Fargo, North Dakota, to help it move to Morehead Minnesota, right across the border. Fargo and Morehead are so intertwined on the Red River, that they are often referred to like the Twin Cities, rarely in the singular, most often as Fargo-Morehead. So the clinic will be able to offer services to women only a walk or drive across the river.
I don’t know what else to do right now. I feel like shouting in the streets, while certainly cathartic, will change nothing. And I bristle every time I see people say the answer is to vote. I vote. I always vote. I have never missed an election since I turned 18. And look what my voting has gotten done. I’m also pissed off at the Democrats who are all making statements about how horrible and we support women and blah blah blah. And to them I want to say, the fuck you do. If they did, they would have codified the right to choose long ago instead of allowing it to be slowly chipped away. And now fuck them all for using this as a way to get money and votes for their re-election campaigns. What are they going to do when the court overturns same-sex marriage and birth control rights? I want to vote them all out of office except I have no one to vote for instead because we have such a crappy two-party system in this country.
Thank you for allowing to get some of my rage out.
This week I am on vacation from work, and this morning right after breakfast I got to have nearly three hours of uninterrupted garden therapy. Ahhhh. The peas have small pods on them, some of the mustard is big enough to pick a few leaves, I have small beet plants, the potatoes are looking a-mazing.
I picked a single honeyberry and gave it to James. It is the only one we got this year due to Fat Rabbit devastation. And to my utter surprise, the bush it came from was one I thought was surely dead since bark was even chewed off. Clearly, I need to have more faith in how well plants can recover. I mean, I thought the bush cherries were dead, but they are looking better than they have in a long time. Granted, they are a lot smaller than they were, but they are growing vigorous and strong.
Sadly, it seems the sour cherry tree is dying. I am not sure why. All of its branches got buds in spring but only half the tree actually leafed out, the rest of the buds just died. But the branches that leafed out bloomed and had a bunch of cherries on them. Last week I noticed all the cherries were gone and all but a few leaves had died. I don’t know if there is some kind of disease or whether the monster elderberry became too monstrous. I will not likely get a new tree since the elderberry will happily fill the space.
Over the weekend the new neighbors had a bunch of friends over to help them put up a fence. I understand they need a fence because they have two dogs, but they went full privacy fence. It’s not bad as far as big fences go, but one of the things I have always thought super awesome about Minnesota is the scarcity of privacy fences. There are either no fences at all between yards or they tend to be chainlink or otherwise low and unobtrusive—enough to keep the kids, dogs or chickens in the yard, but not so huge as to block out the sight of your neighbors. So I guess there will be no chatting or sharing of garden produce with them. We gave them eggs when they moved in, but now that we will have to go knock on their door, I doubt there will be any additional egg gifts. And when the raspberries are ripe, I won’t be able to tell them to feel free to reach over my low fence and help themselves.
I’m kind of sad about that. But I am trying to think positively about the fence. Since it is on the north side of my garden, it will provide a nice wind block, especially in winter when the wind blows most often from the north. And I am curious to see how it might affect the climate of the garden. Will that side of the garden have some new microclimates? I’m not sure how warm and reflective wood fencing is. I guess I will find out!
In life with no car news, things are going great. Sunday we picked up some fresh made bagels near our house and biked over to Minnehaha Falls Park to meet a friend we haven’t seen in ages for an al fresco brunch and catch-up. It was also grocery shopping day, and afterward we biked to our co-op and loaded up Esme with two weeks of groceries and a 50-pound bag of flour. Since James bakes all of our bread in addition to pancakes, waffles, cookies, etc, and we get a 10% special order membership discount, it is much more economical to buy a huge bag of flour that lasts several months than it is to buy a little flour every two weeks.
I was a little wobbly at first until I figured out the balance, and then it was no big deal. This is the biggest load yet I’ve carried on the e-cargo bike. I think I need to invest in some cargo straps though because, while it’s fun and creative to MacGyver it all will rope, a belt, and a bungee cord, actual straps would provide more security and peace of mind for hauling big things. Have I mentioned how much I love this bike?
- Book: Thin Places: A Natural History of Healing and Home by Kerri ní Dochartaigh. I’m about two-thirds of the way through, and oh, what a beautiful book this is.
- Article: This could be the coolest summer of the rest of your life. What a happy thing to think about, especially since I read it after our day of record-breaking heat.
- Podcast: On Being: adrienne maree brown, “We are in a time of new suns.” This was a lovely episode to listen to. At one point brown said that we are in a battle of imagination, and this strikes me as true. I did not imagine Roe could be struck down, but there are others who did, and they worked to make that reality. I can imagine a better world, we all can, but just imagining is not enough. We have to imagine and then work to make what we imagine real.
- Podcast: The Great Simplification: Jason Bradford: “A Hybrid Path to the Future of Farming.” This was most excellent. Bradford is an organic farmer, author, and activist and he talks about food, energy, biodiversity, soil health and more. He is really smart and interesting to listen to.
- Almost Invisible Angels A short, beautiful film from Extinction Rebellion about insects
- Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness. It was ok. Doctor Strange wasn’t as much of a jerk as he usually is but he’s still full of himself to think that he could use the Darkhold book of spells without consequences after he was all wigged out about Wanda–the Scarlet Witch–having read it and going off the deep end over grief for her lost children. And of course there will be consequences, which sets up for the next movie.