It may not have looked like a wonderful spring day, but the Moon was waxing in the nurturing water sign of Cancer: perfect day to plant! And, Stephanie and I discovered, an exquisitely appropriate way to transcend nuclear devastation on the other side of the globe, at least temporarily.
So we started seeds in flats for our Green Acres Neighborhood Garden. First, mixing the soil . . .
Next, working at the kitchen table, since it was so cold outside . . .
Two and a half hours later, voila! Stephanie shows off five (of ten) completed trays as my puppy Emma sniffs her armpit.
Then, as if on cue, I found this heartening report from the UN: