So much need, so little money. I’ve been involved in a local philanthropic fund where 100 local women donate $1000 each then vote for a single organisational recipient of the funds.
New Zealand has dropped down its alert levels, though Auckland remains at 2 where the rest of the country is at 1. In Europe, cases are climbing but there’s resistance to any further hard lockdowns. And how are things looking for the Swedish experiment?
Human behaviour is puzzling. We avidly mine and invest in gold to store in vaults, we take flights to nowhere during COVID when we aren’t allowed to travel, we pretend to explore for resources when we are just trying to jack their value up, we can act swiftly in the face of a pandemic but, in the face of climate change, we seem powerless to act.
I learned the importance of gardening from my father and its now an integral part of home building for me. The positive change over the years is hugely satisfying, despite the constant battles waged against possums, hares, deer, hedghogs, rabbits…
Chris got sent a random pair of ‘Versace’ socks. He thought they might be a Fathers’ Day present from Sarah. I thought they must be related to a scam. Who was right?
Our government is spraying money around to prop up the economy. I suggest artisan bakeries would be a great place to direct some money given how good they are for community as well as for bread.
My earring turned up in the washing several weeks after I lost it. How, I don’t know, but I took it as a good omen. Was what followed good, or bad? It depends which point in the story you read to.