Put your boots on, do they fit you comfortably?
I forgot to bring my camera when I left the house to walk around the block this evening, but I saw a white hibiscus growing through a hedge and bees clustered around some brilliantly Halloweenish orange flowers. I have not had my head in the sand despite being under quite a lot of rocks this month, but I am still demoralized that an international friend's postcard could not reach me because of the intimidation theater of the tariffs. Nor am I thrilled that last week I had an unexpectedly bizarre interaction with a medical professional about Tylenol. I am much more cheered by the existence of ghost ponds and the renascent fern, not to mention the eleven-million-year-old asteroid no one knows yet where it hit. The Draconids peak on the eve of my birthday this year. Last week was still too many doctors, but I have hopes of fewer in the week to come. At least I managed for the first time on this new regimen to write about a film.

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(I am sorry about the bizarre Tylenol thing.)
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We must have ice age ponds around here. I should find out if similar resurgences are being performed with them.
(I am sorry about the bizarre Tylenol thing.)
(I called for a professional opinion about medication reactions and was lectured about irresponsibly taking too much Tylenol when I don't! If anything I keep forgetting to medicate myself for pain! I actually and immediately blame this administration!)
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Sheesh! That was certainly uncalled for.