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(morning writing, cats, fascism)
It was an emotional weekend. Tears ran down my face at the opening of our local No Kings event. I did get indignant at the white male Democratic state rep from Raleigh who went on about fascist supporters being afraid, quoted MLK Jr about light and darkness, and said we needed to pull them from the dark. Wrote him a note saying i didn't need a leader to talk about that, i needed a leader to talk about the fear that is valid of transpeople, people of color, anyone who wants to speak their truth and keep their job, etc. I'm very happy he's not my least objectionable choice for some ballot.
Can't remember the afternoon -- think i poked at the internet -- and then we went outside. I haven't done yard stuff in ages, so that was really good.
Sunday found me crying over Bruno and how spooked the sound of Marlowe's bell makes him and just crying because i think i am depressed. And then i had a sneezy, sinusy, allergic flare and realized i had not taken my antihistamine the night before. The hangover from emotions and allergic flare lasted through much of the day.
Christine and i made a plan for Bruno and Marlowe for the week. I think i have convinced her to isolate Marlowe from Bruno for some time, to give reintroduction a chance. We now have some schedule for making sure Bruno could roam if he wants. Fortunately Marlowe likes outside.
I'm outside this morning (which reminds me, GELID is not a Wordle word). I've been spending early mornings coaxing Bruno which doesn't do my mornings any good. Part of plan discussing is that i don't need to do that. So i've watched Juniper and Gemini above me slowly fade in the dawn. I probably ought to bring in the Coleus collection tonight. But it probably won't be too cold. This week looks like lows won't be enough to kill off the lemon grass and basil, which still needs harvesting. But my fingers have gotten cold....