“bring productisation to the built environment”; just like that wildly successful Israeli Adam Neumann brought a failed real estate ponzi scheme to the ‘work’ environment he and the ‘bros are gathering adventure capital to disrupt the rental real estate market [aka the “built environment”].  All less worrisome than the Trumplicans’ machinations once they realized even the most radical gerrymandering can’t assure their hold on Power but equally symptomatic

I’m sure in the big picture of Last Gasp Capitalism. Disirregardless we and the geriatric dog [and others] floated through some bright days awaiting rain which pretty much eluded us

[anomalous shot from Glenwood Springs last June] through the weekend

but spits of it showed up for Tuesday afternoon’s run to Pueblo

for ostensible osseous surgery which was adjusted midstream, the tooth toast,

to extraction of said Hopeless Molar*, a simpler solution and more economical.

We returned in the rain without much pain to

Exit 56,

CR 620 and home in a cloud.

Post op began with walks most moderate which did not, however, preclude snakes…after a day

of those went to town to seek two parcels said by Tracking to be at the Gardner P.O., but they

lied; left mysteriously at the Libre gate.  Friday, incrementally increasing the daily efforts,

I made it to the standing rock and Saturday all the way up the hill with a new hat

in weather that seemed like winter had surely come…

Not exactly utterly wintry, but cool enough that a fire in August was not inappropriate despite

the clearing.  A chill clearing.

There appeared, after seven weeks [facilitated by more weeks last summer],

a Second Painting

as an Eighth Week began with increasingly Autumnal Skies…

Brisk and windy of a Sunday.

*Pictured is Huerfano Butte, not Hopeless Molar.