Changes are afoot at work, but not certain enough that I should be publishing about them. It is rare, but there are times like this when I think my weekly journal summary would be better kept private. Yet the tension about what I can and cannot write in public is also a useful trigger for contemplation.
On Tuesday I attended a company volunteering event of sorts where we planted trees with the Staatsbosbeheer (urban forestry department). It was less about contributing real labor and more about connecting white-collar workers to the land, but fun nonetheless. 🌳
I’m worried about my brother. Nothing too dramatic, but it’s noteworthy when I find myself worrying about anything, really.
Shannon is working hard on the Freret masks. Her aesthetic talents are wasted by capitalism.
America is working to put more CO2 in the atmosphere with driving.
St. Louis is up 50% per person since 1990.
"There is another America. Long live the other America, and may this one pass away soon.” https://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/personal-view/3591026/I-loathe-America-and-what-it-has-done-to-the-rest-of-the-world.html
I am suspicious of people who don’t talk to cats.