I clung to the idea that I needed to write a phenology entry for this week’s Oyster Log like Rose clung to that door at the end of Titanic…if instead of freezing ocean water she were trying to stay afloat on a sea of absolutely thankless admin stretching to every horizon. The only walk I’ve managed to take in the past few weeks was around the block for …
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