Good kombucha, just raspberries, many previous versions and raspberries prove the champ. To the second fermentation added a bit of maple syrup which ensures a sweet bubbly drink and probably disqualifies me from the kombucha olympics. Finished One Day in The Life of Ivan Denisovich, am in full bleak mode now, life of prisoners floating round my consciousness during the day and night. Curiosity surrounding the spread of humans locking up humans all over the planet. Is it a coincidence so much violence and cruelty has been perpetuated currently and historically? Are these truly unique events or is it a calling that as people achieve positions of control over others, they then attack their own nation, especially the defenseless? Some say whatever is actually going on is in fact what is supposed to be going on including the behavior of humankind, whether Greta Thunberg’s tweets of hope or Trump granting pardons to henchmen. It’s a troubling line of thought to consider because it means you only appear to be behind the things you tell yourself you are doing or to put it another way it would mean free will’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose. One time the kombucha exploded on me. It was the only time I didn’t use seals with more considerable locking strength. Shattered all over, sticky everything to clean up, even fermentation adheres to rules of behavior.