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Friday, April 03, 2020
Delayed Spring And, Uh, Tiger King
Two or three more inches of snow overnight.
I'd love to get out the cross country skis, but I'm unsure of social distancing on the trails. With everyone isolating, I suspect a fair number of folks will be out today.
But I did go for a walk in the neighborhood. No people out - except two way off in the distance. And there's lots of room to get out of the way - just walk into the street.
Meanwhile, I've had these two mystery seeds lying around. I know we got them out of a seed pod in California with my granddaughter, but I don't remember what plant it was.
I planted them yesterday and maybe I'll find out what the plant was.
And our tuberous begonias popped out the other day. I'd cut them back last spring and put the flower pot in the garage. Didn't even ask the house sitter to water them. Though when we were home, I watered them. Wasn't sure they'd come back.
A good sign, especially since sprouting outside will be more like 25 years ago than in recent years.
Not sure how the time goes by so quickly - and my todo list gets checked off so slowly. Partly, I think because of the unexpected things I end up doing and forgetting to look at the list. J likes to go to the market generally, but since we're using the app to get home delivery, it falls to me. Ugh.
And I have to admit it - we finally finished Tiger King last night on Netflix. Sure, the producers spiced it up, but the overriding question for me is: What does this tell us about people in the United States? The animal collectors, the breeders, the PETA folks, the people who go to the private zoos? The people who send in donations to 'save the tigers'? I couldn't help thinking that Joe Exotic behaved exactly like our president in many ways, just in a different environment. Apparently a lot of other folks watched it too. If any of you readers have seen it, please tell me what you thought.
I'd recommend The English Game for those with Netflix. About the working class football teams that challenged the upper class football players in Great Britain in the late 1800s.
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