K did an amazing job on the lawn. I helped a little. Believe it or not, it only took about three hours to lay down.
Today, for Mother’s Day, we had tasty Japanese food at the swanky mall down the road.
While there, I bought a cardigan to replace the one K shrank in the wash last week (yes! He does the laundry).
There were two phone calls and a big bouquet of flowers from the boys. Very nice.
Also: I gave myself a few hours in the studio and made this little piece (and half of another).
But here’s the main thing: I came into the weekend absolutely exhausted by the ever-present swirl of commentary about race and culture. About white people staying in their lane. Hands off this. You’re not allowed to do that. The debate really deserves a thoughtful post but I can’t guarantee I’ll write it any time soon. I’d rather focus on my writing.
PS. Some of you will recognize one of Jude’s indigo resist moons. I keep finding one here and there in my scrap baskets and it’s like Christmas every time.