Over the weekend I pulled up to an estate sale in the historic section of town. Walking in it looked like a hoarder's stash finally being thinned out. The condition of everything was dirty and disheveled, and a short conversation with the man running it convinced me that he views the importance of the things beyond what most people would. Thinning out and selling might be a sign of recovery, if not a complete one.

Yesterday I drove over to the lecture on campus, and while I spotted only a couple of acquaintances (from the library) it was good to be out amongst people. Yes, I wore a mask, and I saw quite a few others being prudent that way. I didn't have time to do the eWaste run also, that will be for another day.

Next door they're taking down the huge tree that has nurtured a shade garden but also drops huge branches in windstorms. The dynamic back there is going to change while the tall slim red oak in the back of my back yard now has an opportunity to fill out and hopefully replace some of that shade.