Puttering takes a lot of time with nothing to show for it except if you didn’t do it it wouldn’t show, I mean, it would show that you didn’t do it.
This is just to report that I puttered a lot today.
And I have nothing to show for it.
Maybe later.
So it’s later.
I went to a hospitality thing in the Apartment garden, and brought a neighbour home for dinner—the kind of dinner I would have only for a member of the family or a very close friend—corn on the cob. The corn is very good this year and I eat so much of it that I have to make corn broth every week.
I wrote some important letters today and I have some important writing to do. I think I’m coming back.
Don’t give up.