For when one of us goes on the job, the other hits the hay
I hate wearing masks. I have done it before for medical and other protective reasons, but it sets off some of the same sensory issues as certain textures or kinds of touch and a substrate of my brain just screams chokingly at me the entire time that we can't deal with these sensations and my face needs to be clear now now now now now. I have never even covered my mouth with scarves in winter. At the end of these three or six or nine months, I am either going to be amazingly desensitized or no one is ever going to be able to touch my face again. So I hope the entire goddamn Commonwealth appreciates my sacrifice and also check out these cherry blossoms.

I saw a red-tailed hawk, too, but could not successfully photograph it on either of its perches on the cross-tree of the telephone pole or the corner of the Litchfield Block.
I have a new go-to quote every time I hear that the man in the White House has said anything at all, courtesy of George S. Kaufman and Moss Hart's "The Paperhanger," written for the American Theatre Wing's Lunchtime Follies c. 1942–45: "Isn't it wonderful how they always believe me? It's not as though I kept it a secret—I come right out and tell them what I'm going to do. They just can't believe that anyone can be as big a bastard as I am. You know, you can't tell how far a fellow could go, with a nature like mine."

I saw a red-tailed hawk, too, but could not successfully photograph it on either of its perches on the cross-tree of the telephone pole or the corner of the Litchfield Block.
I have a new go-to quote every time I hear that the man in the White House has said anything at all, courtesy of George S. Kaufman and Moss Hart's "The Paperhanger," written for the American Theatre Wing's Lunchtime Follies c. 1942–45: "Isn't it wonderful how they always believe me? It's not as though I kept it a secret—I come right out and tell them what I'm going to do. They just can't believe that anyone can be as big a bastard as I am. You know, you can't tell how far a fellow could go, with a nature like mine."

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The blossoms are beautiful, and from a distance, when I first open Dreamwidth, they look like pink lilacs (though I know they're not).
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I think I might need a better camera. They always come out blurry, which makes me think it's a shutter speed problem, or whatever the digital equivalent is. (I might still need a better film camera! I am just at the moment feeling slightly bitter toward digital because of a photo yesterday which did not come out at all because the camera had a problem with contrast. You can screw up a lot of ways with photographic film, but at least it just captures whatever the light is bouncing off of, not whatever it expects to adjust its light levels to.)
The blossoms are beautiful, and from a distance, when I first open Dreamwidth, they look like pink lilacs (though I know they're not).
I can see that! It's the profusion. Man, I wanted to visit the Arboretum this spring. Maybe I can walk there, if they don't close it.
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Man, I wanted to visit the Arboretum this spring. Maybe I can walk there, if they don't close it.
I hope they leave it open. They should leave open places where people can walk widely spaced, because all of us cooped up isn't healthy either.