I'm waiting on the postal carrier to transport a puzzle in a box to some Mudcat friends, then I'll hook up the dogs and take the pack for a walk. The current puzzle I'm working is a busy cartoon of Times Square in New York City. Unlike Times Square when I lived in NY for a few years in the last century.

The plants in the window have been watered and fertilized and I'll use some liquid fertilizer in the outdoor potted plants (many of them will make it through the winter, some outside, some in the greenhouse. Hoping for no repeat of last year's hard freeze.) I have extras from cuttings and bits that fell off - I need to find places to share them.

This evening I'll be going to the memorial for my son's guitar teacher. It should be lovely to listen to (friends and students will be playing) and for those not able to attend, they have a Zoom connection (see the Michael Dailey thread). Remoted listening - what was once rare is now common, a gift from COVID-19 (which alas, is what took Michael from his friends and family and students.) Decades ago now National Public Radio ran a short series of personal essays called This I Believe, reviving an even older series of radio essays. The one called Always Go To The Funeral really stuck with me and I still share it every so often. It's important for the families.

Now to logon to Consumer Reports and do sewing machine research for a friend. I wish she'd called when she was trying to hem her dress; she's hoping people won't notice the uneven hem in the mother's dress at her daughter's wedding tomorrow. (Done by hand after the sewing machine failed.) I should look at fixing the existing machine before helping her replace it.