today (when you read this)

'nurturing the self, respecting individuality, loving beauty and seeking peace' - kobayashi tatsue, on his deathbed aged 104 remembering his few months at the atarashiki mura (new village) commune. 

horsemouth walked into the nearby village to buy a loaf of bread etc. (two miles there and two miles back)

he walked back chatting with the guy with the two dogs. the guy with the two dogs was off to take a look at the house on the common that is up for auction. they sat on the bench and rattled some more. and then horsemouth made his way off to his mum's. 

his mum has had the chicken shed re-roofed so there was the waste from that to add to the (prospective) bonfire. this involved unblocking a gate and carting off a rounded girder. (he hopes the chickens are properly appreciative). 

it's the morning. horsemouth has been out to water in the greenhouse (the great smell of tomato plants when they are watered).  horsemouth has some leeks and some pepper plants he should put in. other than that he hasn't done any flowers (with any great success) this year. he should get out and get the gooseberries in (before the birds finish them all off), similarly the strawberries are being battered by the squirrels. 

today (when you read this) his mum will be off to the local garage/ filling station to pick up the newspaper with the tv guide (the torygraph) and the herefordshire times. 

horsemouth shows you one of howard's golden glows - he does hope you enjoy it. 

here the strange sensation that maybe the permacrisis is over but that nothing has been fixed.