Fall starts next week, and it feels a bit like the world is falling apart: War abroad in Ukraine, civil war brewing at home, inflation out of control, a recession incoming, and fascists everywhere. Roe has been overturned. Mar-a-Lago has been raided. Things will either turn out OK, or democracy will crash and burn. We will enter a new era of prosperity or we will buy a shotgun to keep next to the bed.

That is all on the outside. On the inside, I have let myself atrophy. I stopped making things.

So, here’s another try.