Leave me a note ⤑ ourworldoftext.com/jakewelch ◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇──◆──◇ 10.14.25 #BF0606 yet another negroni 10.11.25 #F2C230 the leaves, finally 10.7.25 #6A8AA6 cloudy sky 10.5.25 #F2EDDC afternoon light in my windowsill 10.4.25 #C990A3 chrysanthemum on the cake ––– Oct 15, 2025 10:33pm Our friends flew home today after a week visiting us. I love the time we spent together and I love the quiet at home when they've said goodbye and I love the anticipation of being able to see them again. The cold has blanketed Brooklyn and yet I'm hesitant to ask our super to turn on the boilers for the radiators. They run incredibly hot; last year I learned from (this article)[https://99percentinvisible.org/episode/mini-stories-volume-11/] that they were designed this way in the early 1900's during the Spanish flu pandemic to allow for open windows and fresh air, even in the dead of winter ——— True goodness is like water Bringing benefit and giving life to the 10,000 things. It doesn’t compete but like the Tao Immediately flows to the lowest place. Everyone else always wants to be first But the wise only want to be last, To live on solid ground, To think deeply, To be gentle and kind, To speak with honesty, To govern with peace and order, To work with skill, To act at only the best time.