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from her book of poems called A Thousand Mornings Don’t you dare climb that tree or even try, they said, or you will be sent away to the hospital of the very foolish, if not the other one. And I ...

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was pretty miserable. It was too private and too self-pitying to put here. So I guess I should try to write an entry. Or not. It’s a minute before 7 am and I’m still in bed. It’s the last Su...

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Well. It’s getting to be the end of the day. In fact it’s almost 9:30 pm and I’m just getting here. It’s been a funny day - not bad, maybe even on the edge of good. I woke up in the middle of the...

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poem by W.G. Sebald (1944-2001) in the October 10, 2011 issue of the New Yorker October Heat Wave From the flyover the leads down to the Holland Tunnel I saw the red disc of the sun rising over ...

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I only have a few minutes. I had more time but the internet did not come up. So I went back to bed with a very dense Mary McCarthy biography. It’s raining pretty hard. Noisy and windy. The ...

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… but the vet had wisdom .. and consolation. Three things you can’t have too much of: love money penicillin And if you have too much of the first two, you might need the third.

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This one was only a few hours old.

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Or do I? It’s hard to tell sometimes. I really have nothing to say.... except I want to say something. I could come up with various trivia. Yeah, I could. For some reason the so-called fact ...

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I should be asleep. Obviously I’m not. I’m lonely. Not bad lonely. Just mildly lonely. I’m not even sure what would make me feel better. I don’t know what I want. I want something though. Eithe...

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After working every Friday and Saturday in March, it’s nice to have Fridays off in April. There is something luxurious in three days in a row off work. When things work out well, you have time...

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Last Sunday, Easter, Jim took me to Reno Bottoms. It was a cool, breezy day and it was pleasant to be outside and moving. The place itself was exquisite, but it always is. We walked all the wa...

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More than most book stores and a lot of libraries. Bellow has the advantage of being close to the beginning of the alphabet and thus sort of rises to the top of my book collection. It’s Saturday...

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This is another of those irritating tests. But ProseBox passed it. The editing window now expands as I type in it. Yesterday it was stuck at two lines high. So I’m glad it’s better. We all have o...

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DO YOU LIVE IN A HOUSE OR AN APARTMENT? House - 2 story plus basement. Oldest part dates to before 1895 and newest part was added soon after the end of WWI. It’s an old farm house and hasn’t be...

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I only have one line to type on. Is that how it is? Did I reset something by accident? Oh heck.

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When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? I need to do something to/with my hair. How much cash do you have on you? Five or ten bucks. What’s a wor...

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Zither music The movie

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I think the daily entries are over for a while. I like the discipline of writing every day. But I guess I’ve had enough for a while. I let my 750 words streak go too. They keep track of you ...

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The thing about time is that it keeps going. That is a blessing and a curse. I am almost a week older than I was when I took this picture. The river has thawed a March week’s worth since I t...

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The stuffed huskie suffered from too much reflection. The flowers weren’t real, were they? Weekend is approaching. We are having company - I’m pretty sure. Girl Scout cookies may be involved....

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No one has mentioned the missing weather info. In spite of that, here it is. At 4 am, temp 36, wind 2 mph from the SE, humidity 74%. Our snow is mostly gone, we now have mud, which is to be ex...

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