You might think using a fowl pin and brush to clean bugs and dirt out of a windowsill signals unhappiness or neurosis and while I may be neurotic and am certainly deeply unhappy, I do this every year.

Not all at once, mind — in fact it takes weeks. But the grime and dead bugs and nasty cocoons and spider webs that take up residence in our windowsills over the winter beg to be wiped away. So I wipe them away.

It’s not as satisfying a chore as you might think because our windows are old. Chipping paint and ancient, permanent grime make a sparkling result impossible. Still, the job acts as a tactile reminder of how the season of flowers and hot afternoons is coming. It really is. And we’ll be ready.

In keeping with the idea that sharing about Danny is a way to heal (heal?), here’s a photo from Nederland (about a half an hour southwest of Boulder). It was mid-September 2021 and other pictures show us wearing masks. Stores had BLACK LIVES MATTER signs in their windows.

If you follow the news you know that a startling number of high-powered scientists or folks researching aliens have gone missing or died under mysterious circumstances in the last few years. David Wilcock died in Nederland this week. He called 911 and walked out when the cops arrived and shot himself. It’d be harder to spin a conspiracy around his death than some of the others but I’m keeping an eye on the story.

People magazine article about him here.

In reading the article just now, I realized that the Boulder Sheriff’s Department showed up for this 911 call — the very same folks who showed up at Bald Mountain where Danny died.

If you’re wondering how I got from a spring cleaning post to this intensely morbid news story and to the site of Danny’s suicide, well so am I.

(I just wanted to share a picture of Danny and landed on the Nederland one, that’s how I guess).