Carve the sun into a diagram that reads to you
Actually, despite the amount of vacuuming and dusting it contained, I had a rather nice day. I walked into Cambridge to pick up my copies of Sian Northey and Ness Owen's Afonydd (2025) and Vin Packer's The Girl on the Best Seller List (1960) and a present for my niece, based on Robert Macfarlane and Jackie Morris' The Lost Words (2017). Thanks to a sale, I was able to present
spatch with a DVD of Get Crazy (1983) and my mother gave me Poker Faces (1926), otherwise known as the recently restored silent feature starring Edward Everett Horton which has intrigued me for the last month. She thinks I should learn to read Welsh. I had an oat scone in between errands.
selkie approved my introduction to Calbee's seaweed-and-salt potato chips. The mail brought the disaster-themed special volume of The Massachusetts Historical Review which contains the chapter on the 1755 Cape Ann earthquake from Donald Fleming's never-finished history of science edited by Dean Grodzins. I cleaned a lot. Mostly it's been weeks since I walked anywhere and was not dead flat afterward, wiped out from doing one thing in a day. The alternative was nice.

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Are you going to learn Welsh? It's always intrigued me because of having a Welsh name.
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I will report back!
Are you going to learn Welsh? It's always intrigued me because of having a Welsh name.
I'm thinking about it! I've never studied any of the Celtic languages. Looking at side-by-side bilingual poetry indicates that I recognize a random handful of vocabulary even through initial consonant mutation and I am not confident of my ability to pronounce any of it, early exposure to that one chapter in Susan Cooper's The Grey King notwithstanding. I know zero about the verbs.