Last week I was invited to photograph my favorite garden, once again. So much in bloom, but for today I want to give the roses place of honor. Just wish I could send the scent(s) as well – they were as enticing as the visuals.

Roses need a lot of care and attention, being susceptible to soil and light conditions, in need to be fed, appropriately watered ( which can differ from species to species) and protected from pests. That about sums up my reading recommendations for today: a lot about attention, the existence of pests, and food for our brains….

I’ll start with a link to a wonderfully introspective piece (easy to read, too) that alerts us to how our attention is manipulated these days and the cost attached to this inflicted dispersion. Chloe Hope once again moved me to tears, when she describes the mining of attention:

“Poets, mystics, children and sages have, for centuries, pointed towards our attention as being inseparable from our love. They noticed how, in the presence of what we cherish, we gather ourselves in—how the fractured, weather-like self draws together and briefly becomes whole, before it’s offered out, towards our devotion. I doubt that any of them thought that, one day, it would require defending. That our species would come to tolerate a culture in which attention is mined for profit….Predatory capitalism mines our attention so it can sell us things we don’t need, so it can tell us that nothing is precious but that everything is urgent, and that the ache we collectively feel can be soothed by some new, shiny thing. It needs us looking towards its wares and away from the global damage it inflicts…”

Let’s gather our attention and look towards the things that matter, the protection of who and what we love.

Hard to do, of course, when my attention is drawn to the pests of the world, be they screwworm making a reappearance after the Trump administration canceled the relevant protection programs, or Ebola rushing forwards, with this nation unprepared for a major catastrophic outbreak, again due to cancelation of the relevant security measures. Never mind the less obvious (presidential) kinds, that make major policy decisions by consulting their dead dog (by now cloned into at least 4, maybe 5 other copies.) He welcomed a prominent American oligarch into his Argentinian realm this month, sharing the passion for discussing the Antichrist and humanity’s future (bleak, if these kinds of people’s vision blooms, mind you.)

However, if you read one piece today and are not afraid of length and careful attention requirements, I recommend this one: Nancy Fraser discusses Gaza as world event. The focus is on our moral treatment of this ever complex situation, with special attention to Germany, America and Japan. I was, of course, interested in the German part in particular, but the entire essay was more enriching than much of what I read all month long.

For those of you who are interested in psychology, trauma research and politics (bundled, no less) I would also urge to read Jon Danforth-Appell’s article in the Jewish Currents: Does the Jewish Body keep the Score? He dissects the myth of body memories (in those not directly born to survivors who might transmit a heightened sensitivity or reactivity to their offspring). He also tackles the fact that biological explanatory models are used to exculpate violent and aggressive behavior when applied to the survivor narrative. A must read for all those involved in or concerned by the antiZionism = antiSemitism debate.

Last but not least, the visit to the garden produced a special find: a crow nest from last year came down from a tree, showing a lot of duct tape woven into the twigs, clever recycling. It reminded me of the new kinds of birds’ nests found these day in Ukraine: they are constructed of discarded drone fiber-optic cables. Our’s to frame: Apocalyptic vision or wildlife, ever adapting.

Music by Schubert today – Das Rosenband.