Named after the anti-fascist martyr.
Red chairs are in; red tables on their way.
Wind chime from Sedona, AZ, a place Les UDs love.
Probably long dead red azalea I found discarded in the woods.
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November 22nd, 2024 at 11:35AM
I can imagine you and Mr UD huddled out there in January with the dead azalea amid discarded and half-drunk cups of tea, reciting anti-fascist mantras. A tableau of Trump-era suburban liberalism!
For practicality though, you could get one of those nice stainless steel smokeless fire pits to avert the natural fate of people who meditate outdoors for too long in January.
November 22nd, 2024 at 7:08PM
Not really a Trump era liberalism, because I went for Bonhoeffer before the election results. I’ve been intrigued by him, his faith, and his fate, since I encountered him in a book of excerpts from German writers that I read through in preparation for my U of C language exams. I don’t think we’re about fascism at the moment here. I don’t meditate upon Bonhoeffer w/ an eye toward my own country. I meditate upon Bonhoeffer to meditate upon Bonhoeffer.
November 22nd, 2024 at 10:42PM
Ah, I thought it was named post-election. In that case, an even grimmer topic to meditate on in January!
November 22nd, 2024 at 11:32PM
absolutely…