On water, hijinks, and joy... we can do this.

Chilly, overcast, rain possible on and off all day-- it's a day, all right. Hope it's going to clear a bit. G wants to mow the grass. I would love to spend some time on the deck. 

And it's Fathers' Day. It'd be nice to spend a quiet-ish day, just puttering on things. We'll see. It won't be warm, that's for sure (predicted highs in the 60s again), but less wet would be nice.

The news has been full of water, specifically the reflecting pool (algae, peeling blue liner).

Anyone who has ever installed a water feature in their garden, or even has a bird bath, knows that still water grows algae, and if the container is a dark one, and one that has no natural seepage/exchange of water, then the algae will take over rather quickly. And the peeling pool liner? Maybe it's the bleach. Maybe it's the rush job, and there's moisture under the barrier. One thing I do know: no one has vandalized or sabotaged this project that cost us far more than the projected price tag. (To the tune of 7x more, if my mental math is on track.) And now we'll have to pay again to "fix" the "fix." 

And the Guard is guarding the pool. And curious people are being stopped/arrested for damaging national monuments. I guess they haven't figured out how to monetize the green water samples or the shreds of blue rubbery paint.

In more joyful news, the Scots takeover of Boston has been glorious to follow. Their hijinks were fun to watch online, and the songs, the interviews, the general shenanigans-- all wonderful. In fact, seeing the traditions and funny stuff from most of the spectators from around the world has been a lot of fun to vicariously be a part of. The crew from Norway "rowing" up an escalator, for instance: we sure could be having a lot more fun, and the world has shown us what generally unfettered joy looks like, and they let us join in. (And the Scots drank Boston and Providence pretty much dry. What a feat.)

And the opening of the Obama Center-- what joy! What inclusion! The music, the library, the gardens, the art-- all good things. The speeches were balm to my weary soul. (Full sentences that didn't need fact checking-- the bar is pretty low these days.)

Thanks for the reminders. We can do better. We are better. We just have to claim it.

And maybe someone will get the people in Washington to drop some HTH in the pool. It works for me. 

Hug your loved ones,

C