The air is moist

Yesterday we had a project meeting to dig deeply into what things are
possible with our system and what things break. It was super useful, but
also exhausting, so while we’re definitely going to do it again/on a
regular basis, probably only once a month or so. Of course it was also the
first day of my period, so, ow.

P went on an adventure, hitting Carnegie for a new color of underglaze at
the clay place and lunch with M (who got a pot and some books; she has
never read The Westing Game and has two kids), then the Strip to distribute
another pot, then campus, where I was happy to accept a ride home.

I did a turn through the garden and picked two red peppers, three purple
beans, and most of the remaining dry runner beans. On shelling however it’s
clear the heavy rains were not kind to them, and I doubt they’ll be good to
eat.

Dinner, crossword, pottery forums. I also attempted to place some more
holds on library audiobooks, but the site was misbehaving— possibly down
for maintenance.