I wrote all day in cool, dim, quiet living room.
The nectar is flowing in the mint in my yard, and its fuzzy purple botttlebrush flowers are full of golden honeybees all day. I don't like the mint because it's invasive, but the bees like it, and I like watching them like it more than I dislike its invasiveness. I also appreciated that they didn’t sting me when I went galumphing through their workspace with the recycling bin this afternoon. I was out of bread this morning and going to the store before breakfast was too hard to contemplate. But I was not out of tamales, and it turns out tamales make an excellent substrate for eggs. There are a lot of really good kinds of vegan cheese these days. I resigned myself to a cheeseless hellscape ten years ago, when there was only soy cheese and almond cheese, and I don't even want to talk about Daiya. If Follow Your Heart provolone can taste like cow provolone, there really is hope. The scientific name for a sunflower is helianthus and that is probably the prettiest word in the whole world. The neighbor across the street is growing a helianthus forest. They fill half her yard. I've been watching them for months and they are at least eight feet tall now, with green green green leaves bigger than my hand, rustling in the breeze and nodding in the sunlight.
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