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I spilled my guts at the red light
My mother has been safely collected from the airport. Alas that donuts are so much harder to come by after midnight. The neighborhood is flowering extravagantly.
The ornamental cherries are busting out all over.
I encountered a sort of Janus daffodil.
It was the fine detailing on the tulip.
Discoveries of the day include the Staple Singers' "(Sittin' on the) Dock of the Bay" (1969) which came on WERS as I drove home and the Inkling-grade worldbuilding of the Rev W. and George Awdry's The Island of Sodor: Its People, History and Railways (1987) which I had not realized included an eleventh-century saga and island-specific saints on top of its own Gaelic language. I have inherited from my brother's godfather a bolo tie clasped with fossil fish and a pair of cufflinks with black and silver dragons. Time continues to feel permanently snapped. I can't believe it's the end of the month and somehow still spring.
The ornamental cherries are busting out all over.
I encountered a sort of Janus daffodil.
It was the fine detailing on the tulip.
Discoveries of the day include the Staple Singers' "(Sittin' on the) Dock of the Bay" (1969) which came on WERS as I drove home and the Inkling-grade worldbuilding of the Rev W. and George Awdry's The Island of Sodor: Its People, History and Railways (1987) which I had not realized included an eleventh-century saga and island-specific saints on top of its own Gaelic language. I have inherited from my brother's godfather a bolo tie clasped with fossil fish and a pair of cufflinks with black and silver dragons. Time continues to feel permanently snapped. I can't believe it's the end of the month and somehow still spring.
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I have not, actually! Thank you for the link.
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