As the country burns

The forces of evil are out in full force. The whole country is rioting and looting. It turns out that when a black man is murdered by the police, everyone must bend the knee. I don’t know anyone who isn’t horrified by this murder. But it isn’t a call for justice, it’s a call for immediate revenge. So other people are being killed, like a Black Federal guard in Oakland. Or a former Black police chief in St. Louis. I guess their black lives don’t matter. Certainly the lives of non blacks that have been murdered in these ‘peaceful protests’

I knew when the pandemic started, that this was the beginning of a lot of awful things. I wish I were wrong, Meanwhile, De Blasio in NY, won’t allow the police to stop the mayhem, or even have the national guard come in and protect private property, but he will still send the police to harass the Orthodox Jews in Brooklyn. Yeah, in my book that is blatant anti semitism. But shut up Leah, you aren’t black so just shut up.

After seeing all the black boxes on IG the other day, I’m not sure I’m going back there. This massive mind control, order from above is just too scary. The left is pushing communism on us so quickly. The difference is, more and more Americans are buying guns. So if the left succeeds it will be a bloody civil war like no other.

Back at home, the tomato bushes are full, nothing has even started to ripen yet, but more and more tomatoes popping up.

Squash flowers budding!

And blooming.

Melon is also flowering.

So is the pepper

Even the beans are getting ready to flower. I so need this small patch of nature growing and thriving.

On Saturday I went to Quilty Pleasures up in Simi Valley. They were open! It was so exciting to go into a quilt store and buy fabric. Angie was so kind! She also told me that during the lockdown Kingdom Sewing machines was broken into twice and expensive machines were stolen. Some belonging to customers. This whole period has been awful. I am so over the idea that certain lives matter, but not peoples livelihood. And by certain, I mean all those old people who died alone in nursing homes that were deliberately infected. Or alone in hospitals without any loved on around.

Slowly the quilt is growing. I do like having more solid light backgrounds, it helps the darker ones pop.

And now, I’m going to my local yarn store that might be open, who knows, the riots may have forced them to close again.

Leah

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