{"id":9806,"date":"2020-08-09T13:41:56","date_gmt":"2020-08-09T20:41:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=9806"},"modified":"2020-08-09T14:10:32","modified_gmt":"2020-08-09T21:10:32","slug":"aug-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2020\/08\/09\/aug-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Aug 9 Raspberries"},"content":{"rendered":"

My grandmother taught me the seasonality of food. She lived with the rhythms of nature. That’s the way we should live. Why do we need raspberries in January flown from Chile?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Lidia Bastianich<\/strong><\/p>\n

Today the dizziness continues, I tried a few attempts at the Epley manoeuvre with no real relief. Undaunted I managed to do a little clean up in my shop I now have a clear path to walk through. Much needed since I keep falling over. I managed to move engine hoists, a wood stove and a lot of boards.<\/p>\n

After that, I went out to feast on raspberries, which always reminds me of picking raspberries with my grandmother, a nice memory. That’s when I saw that the power company had brought a machine onto my property to clean the brush under the power lines. I have mixed feelings about that.<\/p>\n

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