Can a diary improve? Or can only art / some sort of practice do that? Is this blog an artistic practice or a journal that other people can read? Is the fact thato thers can read it whenever they’d like good or bad?

I don’t really know, but I suppose I feel that this blog has plateaued a bit. I’ve written about that before when I’ve suggested I do a podcast, or videos, or a substack, or whatever thing of the moment I think I have time for but definitely do not, as it turns out. 

The posts I write during the day, like this one, are definitely vastly better than what I write before bed, which tends to meander and lose meaning pretty quickly in the writing process.

This post can be both, since I started to write it in the morning and I’m finishing it now, at night. 

I don’t have much to say or to think about.
It was hot today, again, but not as hot as it was before. 
I wore mosquito netting and my walk was alright.
Robinia was perfect.