Peg Kerr

@pegkerr.bsky.social

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Having coffee on my beautiful, plant-filled porch after a delicious breakfast. Temperature is comfortable, sky is clear, and the air quality is better. At this moment, I am perfectly happy.

There’s a nationwide blood shortage and I went in to donate today. I honestly got a little teary: my husband died of leukemia, but I’d been banned from donating because I’d studied in England and they were worried about Mad Cow. The rules are now changed. This is my first donation in 27 years.

A pint of donated blood rests on a table, with testing vials behind.

Today, August 4, 2026, is the setting of Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” about a fully automated house continuing on after the family who lived there and the world around it died in a nuclear blast.

I have given my Boston fern a haircut. Not ideal timing (I should have done it in the spring), but I couldn’t stand the imbalance anymore. The result is giving me side swept Mohawk vibes.

Boston fern in white pot on a plant stand.Man with beard and side swept Mohawk.

When my wife did chemo and radiation, she would go outside once or twice a day and shed the hair as it all fell out. Today, seven months later, we just found a nest a bird (likely a wren) made out of her hair.

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It’s hot as the dickens in my house, so I went to DreamHaven Books and Comics and bought my copy of @naomikritzer.bsky.social’s Obstetrix and brought it into Sister Sludge Coffee Shop to read. The woman sitting on the couch across from me immediately brightened. “I LOVED that book!” she said.

Copy of the book ‘Obstetrix’ by Naomi Kritzer, with a ‘Signed Copy’ sticker. The cover shows a hypodermic needle against a pink background. A shadowy cross appears faintly behind the needle.