Good morning, DMV. It’s Tuesday, Oct. 29. If it’s not elections and endorsements, it’s surviving election stress and the poop artist (again). There’s a lot of hand-wringing. To cope, I try to slow life down, a lot. I focus on what I can control, here in this circle, this patch around me. I tend it. I water it. I listen for wildlife, such as the squawking bark of the fox that woke me at 5 this morning. Some art and leaf-peeping. My knitting: stitch by stitch. Compile this newsletter, write you this note and, before the crack of dawn, send.
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