Seeing Red

Love, anger, passion, blood, fire, energy, intensity. And tomatoes. And it’s pretty much my favorite color of the moment. My car is red so I can find it, and so I will be seen in fog and rain.


My hairdresser has finally been allowed to reopen her shop! I am a little less shaggy today. As a proud professional, she has adamantly refused the possibility of cutting hair in the street, which has been an option recently. There are makeshift tents and chairs in the gutter in various places around town. The specter of hair being cut outdoors, directly across from a sidewalk restaurant is a little gross; there have been reports of people getting hair in their food in some establishments. Such interesting times!