On the physical plane, I am just not doing very well. Among other things, I seem to have had an asthma attack last night. It was unpleasant. I would prefer not to repeat the experience. I meant to go out this afternoon into the brilliantly frigid sunlight and photograph whatever had not been mid-May frost-killed, but instead I finished my work and then I lay motionless on the couch. I appreciate the friend who is not on DW who sent me news of both masked hamsters and antibody llamas. My mother sent a few seconds of video in which she captured the bald eagle circling and calling over my parents' house. I am going to return to the couch and read Jean Webster's Daddy-Long-Legs (1912), which feels like it should be a re-read, except I don't recognize any of it.
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- 1: On the edge and off the avenue
- 2: Cormorant to rock, gulls from the storm
- 3: Afghanistan banana stand
- 4: She was an excellent governess and a most respectable woman
- 5: The dark sleek heads are risen from the water
- 6: And the shrouds hum full of the gale of the grave and the keel goes out to the sea
- 7: In my time on earth, I said too much, but not nearly, not nearly enough
- 8: If I press button A, all my pennies will go
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