Goldenrod & Loosestrife

One of the things I did yesterday was to drive up to Great Barrington to score dope.

I’ve been feeling borderline nasty for a couple of weeks now. And I haven’t been sleeping well for a couple of weeks now. And it finally occurred to me that the two things might be related.

I scored a bunch of gummie sleep compounds and fell out for something like nine hours last night. And I do feel much better, like the psychic firmament I’m treading on can actually bear some weight.

The trip to the Berkshires traveled through some supernaturally beautiful countryside. As always, I yearned to be able to pull my car over to the side of the road, get out, explore, and document. ‘Tis the season of goldenrod and purple loosestrife. Loosestrife is an invasive species so I’m supposed to hate it. Only I don’t.



I’m also continuing to eat largely out of my garden:



I’m surprised by the prolificacy of the tomatoes, actually. Generally, when it’s been raining as much as it’s rained this summer, tomatoes don’t do well.

But my tomatoes are doing swell! And they taste good, too.

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Off to tour Edgewater!

I'm excited!!!