Hops from my walk the other day.  Apparently hops are female and naturally bitter, much like myself:)

I've had a cold for a couple of days, nothing terrible, cough and phelgm, hasn't slowed me down much thank goodness.  Charlie got a slightly shorter walk yesterday as a result, and I only worked in the yard for about 45 minutes.  I'm in the process of picking up all the tiny pears that are falling from our tree.  The pears are not big enough to eat, about the size of a small plum tomato.  Tedious work.  The front yard has tiny, tiny crapapples, the size of small grapes that need to be raked and picked up as well.

A couple of days ago, while walking Charlie, I spotted a man standing in the midle of the road, talking on his phone.  He was there for awhile and as I got closer, he still didn't move.  I went up to him and gently suggested he move to the sidewalk.  He told me to get away, then called me crazy, and then called me a Karen.  I yelled back at him, "I hope you get run over", because I'm classy like that.

As I walked away from him, he was still yelling at me.  WTF!  I was worried about the guy, wondered if he had dementia.  Turns out he was just an entitled, old, white guy.  If he's still married, I feel sorry for his wife.  I'm tired of entitled men who think the world is all about them as they cut you off in traffic, or tailgate you while you drive the speed limit.  

Of course I started crying as I finished my walk home, because strong emotions do that to me, make me cry.  The last time I came across a man standing in the middle of the road he was a very sweet man who was confused and had a head injury.  Nobody stopped for him, they just drove around him.  I stopped for him and called 911 and stayed with him until help came.

One man was indegenous, one was white.  That says a lot right there.

I'm so tired of the racism, sexism, ableism, ageism, homophobia, transphobia, and religious discrimination.  trump and his ilk (Danielle Smith in this province) promote this sort of division because it suits their purpose.  Give the people someone to hate, to blame all of their problems on, and they'll leave the politicians alone to pursue their own agenda.

It's horrible and I can't block it out because it's everywhere right now.

As I told Boud, I'm going to buy some wool and start crocheting again, and walk my dogs, because dogs are better than people.  And I'll work in the yard where nobody calls me crazy and my plants grow beautiful flowers for me.