better days?

I never thought about yeast too much except in the case of making beer. I think brewers keep a culture of their yeast all the time.  As Old Dog said, it is not that hard to make and actually it sounds like fun.  I guess it is always floating around in the air just hungering after sugar.  Isn't that how feral animals end up loaded from time to time from eating fermented fruit?  I hear drunken gangs of adolescent elephants besotted on fermented fruit joy juice are a problem in places where elephants run free.

Speaking of running free I went out to old town Memorial Day to a plant store in search of cherry tomatoes, which I did not find.  But I did notice that there were little knots of youngish folks clustered around bars which were selling drinks through open windows.  Drinks to go are allowed under the lockdown but drinking on the sidewalk has never been legal. Further down the road though I saw a couple cops hanging around one of the open windows, so I guess it was somehow okay.  There were knots of people sitting in a couple parks, but none of the knots numbered more than ten, and it was outdoors and on a hot sunny day with a breeze so I guess that is not so bad.

Yes, it was a hot sunny day, the wicked east wind has faded away and I am once again reading the paper on the balcony while the cats sniff around my pots and the finches hover around that big fat sack o seed waiting for the savage beasts and the big ape with the gargantuan brain to go away.  Watered and inspected the plants, and had a nice chat with my neighbor and it was just so oh, groovy.  The Covid cloud was lifted for a few hours.

And speaking of which, checking the Illinois Covid site we are in a definite downswing deathwise.  The gov has loosened up on things like outdoor restaurants but the mayor is keeping the clamp on, which rankles me, especially about the river walk and the lake front, but I've seen where some of those states that have gone hog wild are having spikes in their death rates and I'm for keeping it on as long as necessary because I don't want to die, and I'd rather it was over, or sort of over, sooner rather than later.

Maybe brighter days are ahead, and now the balcony beckons.