Saturday, September 17, 2016
September 15, 2016
Boiling cauldron of a day. Activities & emotions. I did, after all, sell off equities and buy into The Great Comet of 1912. The way to do it and the will to do it came like an inspiration in the middle of the night. The budget is 13 million dollars, so I won’t be going down alone, if I go down. Bruce thinks I’m going to be able to come to parties and receptions every couple of days in New York.
Strenuous gardening under the lordly sun. Just coming to terms with the volume of mulch necessary to do the mulching I’ll find necessary. The frog yikes in his pond, and I am happy.