I’m a big William Blake fan. I liked the idea of him inventing new ways to publish his own art.

I liked this article about children’s art being sent into space.

And this about two of my heroes meeting: Thoreau (my July 12th birthday buddy) and Orwell.

OYB!

Español!

My neighbor ran over one of my Pink Magnolia trees. It killed several limbs. I cut the dying ones off this morning. I made sure all the tree is on my property.

Cleaned and refilled my hummingbird feeders. I only have a couple that come.

I made an appointment to see an advisor at the PNC bank Monday morning. I need to make sure my mortgage payments are being sent correctly. They changed the company that was taking care of that. It was unclear to me what to do.

I went to my sister Ann’s house this evening to clean and organize. It was a hard and frankly nasty job.

Her fridge was a nightmare. I made it look clean again.

Put the shelves back in.

Fixed her ice maker.

Swept and swiffered the floors.

Threw away a giant amount of hideous garbage.

Put her case back on her phone.

Tired. Glad I got that job done. Place still stinks like dogs. Oh, well.

Played some Horizon Forbidden West and watched an episode of Barry.